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Chapter 104: Morning

Author: Marjolein
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-09-21 00:36:05

He snorts loudly, like he doesn't believe that for a second. “You can check my phone,” he says, strolling into the room casually, shrugging like it’s no big deal. “I check yours, after all.”

I drop his phone onto the nightstand, my fingers lingering over it for a second too long. “That’s an invasion of privacy.”

“Sometimes,” he says, pointedly, that familiar edge in his tone that reminds me he’s not joking. “You truly forget who you’re dealing with.”

I cross my arms, giving him my best glare. “
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