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Chapter 63: Relocating
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2026-05-22 14:55:02Oliver’s gaze swept over Harper’s relaxed form sprawled across the mattress, taking in the satisfied smile on her lips and the way her body had gone completely pliant. The sight made something protective and proprietary stir within him. “You should see yourself right now,” he murmured his voice dropping to something huskier. “All flushed and dishevelled from having my cock inside you. It is the best look on you.” Harper blushed lightly. “You really li
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