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Claiming the Real Girl Who Let Him Ruin Her.

Auteur: Dark Muse
last update Date de publication: 2026-07-28 20:19:05

SOPHIE

“Look at me.”

Ethan’s voice was quiet, but it cut through the dark room like a blade. No perfume order. No black lace waiting on the bed. No soft, husky Madison-voice demanded the second I stepped inside. He stood by the window with his back to me, shirt already off, the long line of his spine tight with something that looked like decision.

I closed the door. The lock clicked. My heart was already pounding between my legs.

“Ethan—”

“I said look at me.”

He turned. His eyes were darker tha
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