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Chapter 9

Author: Miss_Chief
last update publish date: 2026-06-25 21:22:44

Ivy

Asher looked up at the reporters, his expression shifting instantly from irritated to fiercely protective.

“Look, guys, you want a statement? Here it is.” Asher’s voice carried down the corridor, deep and authoritative. He tilted his head down and pressed a slow, lingering kiss to the top of my head. The unexpected softness of his lips against my hair made my breath hitch. “Ivy and I are together. What happened last night was just a fight. Couples argue, and unfortunately, things got loud,
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