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9. Dessert... Oops desire
9. Dessert or desire
Rogue's POV
"Do you like it?" I asked Nadya as I observed her slack jaw and wide eyes.
"Like it? Oh my gosh, I'm obsessed with it, Rogue." She fluttered her lashes excitedly and came to hug me.
"Thank you so much. My stay in your place couldn't get any better. It'll help me heal quickly."
I hope so.
That day after I stormed out in search of Nadya after hearing that she had been kidnapped, I found her lying on the street a few yards away in a desolate region, unconscious. Her forehead was bleeding and a few bruises here and there.
Although I was relieved I got her in one piece, it still didn't settle well with me. She was my cousin and there were articles about us online. It didn't give away much because like law, journalism and media are in my pocket. Even then a lot was available online, and if anyone wanted to get back at me secretly Nadya was really a good bait.
'Shoul
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