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Author: A. Kale
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-05-30 22:12:39

Morana’s POV

The third glass of champagne hit differently from the first two. I could feel it moving through me in the best possible way.

So warm and fizzy and loosening things that had been wound tight for so long I have forgotten they were supposed to relax.

The music was doing something to my body that I’ve missed without realizing I’ve missed it. That particular bass frequency that bypassed your brain entirely and went straight to your hips.

I haavs never had this with Xavier. Not once in
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