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I Will Hunt You, Kitten

Author: Favor V April
last update publish date: 2026-05-31 03:38:47

~Katia~

Julian had gone downstairs.

I lay in his bed and stared at the ceiling and thought about everything I had done in the last twelve hours and felt the quiet weight of a woman who had made decisions she could not unmake.

I should have said no.

At every point — when he led me upstairs from the dinner table, when he came back in different clothes and told me to stay, when he stepped into the shower — I could have said no. I had the words. I had always had the words. What I had not had, appar
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