Chapter 62: Fresh Wounds

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Kourtney couldn't help but notice the curious glances from her colleagues.

“Are you okay, Kourt? I swear, your walking steps are kinda different today!” Kourtney’s workplace Bestie, Irina, said after clearing her throat awkwardly.

Kourtney gulped a mouthful of saliva as she felt the weight of Irina’s gaze on her, waiting for a response. Her walking step was indeed different, yes! But not from any physical injury, but from the lingering soreness that resonated deep within her body from the relentless actions of #that man the night before, and the night before that.

Her body still hurts from the man’s merciless thrusting all night long. The second night in a row!

‘So people are noticing? Oh God! I'm screwed!’ she cringed to herself, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

The urge to disappear, to fade into the background and become invisible, tugged at her. But despite feeling awkward and exposed, Kourtney knew she had to maintain a facade of normalcy.

With a forced smile