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Penulis: Lumi Walker
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-20 19:59:15

IRIS’S POV

"Take off the dress, Iris."

The words were soft, but they carried more weight than the mountain pressing down on us.

Darius stood in the center of the nursery, his gaze dark and heavy. He wasn't looking at the security cameras or the legal documents on the glowing laptop. He was looking at me. The air in the room had changed. The fear of the countdown and the threat to Miller were still there, but they had been pushed into the background by a sudden, sharp heat that made the silk of
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