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EVERY STEP OF THE WAY

Penulis: RomanticAdrienne
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-02 19:38:02

Clarissa

The shock of his line immediately propelled me to my feet. At the same time, Pierre approached, placing his hand on my shoulder. He could definitely feel me shaking. How the hell did he figure it out?

I could barely make eye contact with him. I just couldn’t look him in the eyes. But it was his reaction that shocked me the most.

“Please don’t be afraid. Your secret is safe with me. We’re like artist to artist, right?”

It was possible that his reply would make me calm down, but I could hardly do that. Hardly at all.

Despite my hoarse voice and difficulty finding words, I still found the strength to ask.

“How did you figure that out?” I asked in a low tone, barely audible to myself.

“I don’t have to be a genius, Miss Ward. Few women have this little sexy mole here by the mouth,” he said, coming menacingly close. With such a sure movement, he gently stroked me near the corner of my mouth, sending shivers down my body. “In fact, I don’t know anyone who has”

He moved his hand
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