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Who Are These People?

Auteur: Damola. O. K.
last update Date de publication: 2026-04-26 04:07:35

Over an hour later.

The Fourth Quarter.

The roar of the stadium pressed faintly against the glass, like a distant storm I could see but not fully hear.

I remained in the private room Tony had left me, leaning back into the leather seat, eyes fixed on the field below, fingers curled against the armrest. Forty thousand people screaming… and I’m up here alone.

Of course I am.

Tony wouldn’t do anything halfway. This room— just for me.

My gaze tracked every movement on the field— the clash of bodies
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  • More Than a Campus Fling   I’ll Leave My Room Key with Liam’s Father

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  • More Than a Campus Fling   Yes

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  • More Than a Campus Fling   Now

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  • More Than a Campus Fling   You Can Go Now

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  • More Than a Campus Fling   You Can Believe Whatever You Want

    Hours Later.TONY.The Glass Penthouse.His black McLaren W1 cut into the gravel driveway with a soft mechanical hum that died the moment the engine shut off. The silence that followed swallowed the evening air whole, leaving only the distant rustle of trees around the glass penthouse.Tony stepped

  • More Than a Campus Fling   Tony Would Never Take Her to Get an Ultrasound

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  • More Than a Campus Fling   Okay

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  • More Than a Campus Fling   Let's Go

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