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Signals In The Dark

作者: Talia .E.
last update 公開日: 2026-02-28 19:48:38

POV: Clara

The sun was way too bright for how crappy I felt. My head was pounding and my heart felt like it was sitting in a puddle of cold grease.

I rolled out of bed and stopped dead. There was a piece of black lace draped right over the back of my vanity chair.

It was a thong. It definitely wasn't mine.

I knew exactly what it was. It was Nikolai’s way of saying good morning.

He must have brought someone home last night and made sure I knew it. He probably left the door open just so I’d h
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