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Chapter 7–Keep Her Waiting

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last update Date de publication: 2026-04-21 18:53:11
Tristan’s POV

I stared at my phone before dialing the number.

It rang repeatedly, then straight to voicemail.

I dialed again. It rang once. Twice.

“Hello?” Her voice came through, sleepy.

A faint smile touched my lips.

“Natasha.”

“Who is—“

There was a pause on the other end.

“Tristan.” she said. I could hear the irritation creeping into her voice.

“How the hell did you get this number?”

Of course that would be the first thing she asked.

“I told you,” I replied sm
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