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He's not my Lover!

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last update Last Updated: 2025-09-15 20:58:11

ZAYLA

I woke up with a headache, so hard, my head banged like it was scrapped open. I tossed the sheets off my body and sat up. Everything from last night came to me and I realized I was still in the hot guy's house.

Hot guy?

Yeah, he's hot. But I've got something hotter on my plate right now.

I needed to leave, as soon as possible.

The room was still dim, and I wondered what the time was. I looked around for the glimpse of the hot guy, but he was nowhere close. I had no wrist watch or phone on me, I really wanted to know the time. I looked around the room and found no clock.

Who doesn't have a clock in their living room?

My gaze shifted to his computer set up. What exactly did he do with so many computers?

That was none of my business.

Ohh yeah, his computer screen was lit. I could check the time there.

I stood up and my foot padded against the cold marble floor as I made my way to the computer setup. My heart raced, too wild for my liking and too much for just going to che
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