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The Return

Author: Riah
last update publish date: 2026-04-13 13:31:43

The headlights cut through the rain like a knife. My heart slammed against my ribs as the engine cut off. Elias’s arms tightened around me instantly, that familiar clingy grip turning almost bruising in its intensity. We were still half-dressed on the couch, the scent of sex and rain thick in the air.

“It’s her,” he whispered, voice low and rough. His hand slid possessively down my back, as if he could shield me from what was coming. “Stay close to me, baby. No matter what she says.”

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