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My Ex Begs, My Men Protect

Author: Sandiwrites
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-06-10 05:30:51

Elara's POV

The tension in the study was thick enough to cut with a knife. Victor stared at his phone, jaw tight, while Damien leaned against the desk with his arms crossed. I stood between them, still buzzing from the incredible night we’d shared. The message from Isabella glared back at us: I know your dirty little secret, Victor. We need to talk. Now.

“I’m not afraid of her,” I said, surprising myself with how steady my voice sounded. I placed one hand on Victor’s chest and the other on Dam
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