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CHAPTER 149: Fireworks inside you

Penulis: Pamela Brown
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-10-06 19:41:43

*JAMIN*

I took his hand and murmured, a little embarrassed, “I don’t know how to dance.”

“I don’t know how either,” Mister said.

I frowned up at him. “Don’t you attend those high-society galas and the likes? On TV, there are always people slow-dancing at events like that.”

“I attend occasionally. I don’t dance.” He lifted my hand and placed it on his shoulder, then settled his own at my waist. “How hard can it be?”

“Maybe we just move side to side,” I suggested.

We started
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Omg these two are killing me, really sweet chapter, can’t believe how much Leonardo has softened
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