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CHAPTER 65. His Lips, My Alibi

作者: tuanputri
last update publish date: 2026-05-28 15:28:48

I felt like swallowing my own tongue right then and there.

Ronan's thumb was still casually resting on my pulse point, and I didn't need a medical degree to know that this man could definitely feel my heartbeat suddenly racing like a metal drumbeat.

Damn, damn, damn. I thought I wasn't doing anything suspicious in front of him? Was my acting sloppy? Or was there some goddamn security camera actually recording my hairy form strangling Thomas Sebdall?!

Inside my head, I was slapping myself back a
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