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The Morning After

Author: Orinabhankz
last update publish date: 2026-01-06 12:10:07
GIOVANNI’S POV

I woke up hard and frustrated, staring at the ceiling while my body reminded me exactly what had happened last night outside that courtyard.

Arya's lips on mine and the small sounds she had made when I had kissed her neck. The way she had pulled me closer like she couldn't get enough.

My hand moved down automatically, palming myself through my boxers, but I stopped. This was pathetic. I was Giovanni De Santis, for fuck's sake.

I didn't lose control over a woman or wake up hard fr
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