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Moving Back In 3

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last update publish date: 2026-05-01 05:03:21

I stepped into Daniel’s bedroom wearing only the thin silk robe, my heart was hammering so hard I heard it in my ears.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed in just his sweatpants, scrolling on his phone. The moment he looked up and saw me, his expression changed — surprise, guilt, and raw hunger all at once.

“Cindy…” His voice was low and strained. “Stop.” He said quickly. " What are you doing"

I didn’t say anything. I just untied the robe and let it fall to the floor, standing comple
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