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Chapter 25: My veiled wife
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2025-07-13 03:00:00For some reason she had stayed on my mind all day, her soft scent of lavender seeping through my nose, I tried my best not to stare at her all the way down to work but I couldn’t, that beautiful dress of hers fitting her like a glove, I could remember when madamè Leoforn asked that I take this dress for her, in her words “she will look breathtaking” I didn’t know this is what it felt like.
And now whilst we’re in this elevator alone together, she’s running through my mind more frequently than usual, her soothing scent, that light smile she held while clutching my arm, she seems to know what to do quite perfectly, I can’t let this opportunity slide.“Thank you” she muttered as she noticed my intent to keep her identity hidden.‘I can’t tell you that there’ll be more of this ahead, the spontaneity is about get higher than you think’“Why do you look like you’re about to fight me?” I asked, my lips curled into a light smile.“Why do you loo
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Passionate Hate Chapter 25: My veiled wife
For some reason she had stayed on my mind all day, her soft scent of lavender seeping through my nose, I tried my best not to stare at her all the way down to work but I couldn’t, that beautiful dress of hers fitting her like a glove, I could remember when madamè Leoforn asked that I take this dress for her, in her words “she will look breathtaking” I didn’t know this is what it felt like.And now whilst we’re in this elevator alone together, she’s running through my mind more frequently than usual, her soothing scent, that light smile she held while clutching my arm, she seems to know what to do quite perfectly, I can’t let this opportunity slide.“Thank you” she muttered as she noticed my intent to keep her identity hidden. ‘I can’t tell you that there’ll be more of this ahead, the spontaneity is about get higher than you think’“Why do you look like you’re about to fight me?” I asked, my lips curled into a light smile.“Why do you loo
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I quickly shut my eyes, there wasn’t any need to see whatever had happened in front of me.“Why are you closing your eyes, it’s just my upper body?” He asked. I could feel his breath get warmer on my skin as I took my hands over my eyes.“I personally think it’ll be outrageous to have to know what my professor looks like, under his shirt” I answered.Just as I stood, I heard his footsteps.‘Why are his footsteps becoming louder, is he coming at me?’ I thought to myself as I pulled back, my eyes still shut.“You’re my wife now..you’re not just a student..besides you said so yourself, you’re not new to this experience” he said, approaching me, my breath unsteady.I lied, maybe too much, I had never been in such close proximity as a man, not even Maxton, I always kept my distance, yet, this man wouldn’t let me move from him.“I’m sure you like seeing my clothes off” he said.I felt the hairs on my skin spike.‘How would he know that? Wait is that true?’ I thought to myself still walking
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