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THE ART OF FUCKING ME SLOWLY 4

ผู้เขียน: Siemuri Daniella
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-06-14 23:33:45

The woman from last night stepped in like she owned the place. She didn’t look at Damien. She looked straight at me.

I thought she was just a scorned woman looking for Damien’s attention. What if she was his wife? My stomach dropped. It was just art between us but I couldn’t help the sting of guilt.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” she asked again, one brow raised, mouth curled with disgust.

I blinked, unsure if I was supposed to answer.

Damien didn’t flinch. “She’s here because I invited her.”

Beverly turned to him, slow and sharp. “Since when do you invite groupies into the studio?”

“She’s not a groupie,” he said flatly.

Beverly looked at me again, eyes dragging over my body like she was scanning for flaws. Her gaze paused at my face and stayed there a second too long.

“You’ve got to be kidding,” she muttered.

I didn’t speak. I didn’t need to. I stepped aside and picked up my bag.

Damien moved in front of me, blocking her view.

“She’s a fellow artist. And my muse.”

Beverly let ou
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