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STILL MAD AT ME?

Author: Ifeoma Abah
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-06-06 07:38:34

CHAPTER 48: STILL MAD AT ME?

KIMBERLY:

I woke up to the subtle sensation of fingertips grazing the small of my back, slow and deliberate, like they had all the time in the world. For a second, I wanted to shove them off, bury my head under the pillow, and ignore his presence.

The memories of last night hadn’t faded—the party, the misunderstanding, the sting of his words.

But my body betrayed me. I craved his touch.

I lay still, eyes half-open, as Damien’s hand wandered with that same quiet confidence he always carried. He didn't speak, not at first. He just touched me, like he knew exactly where to find the tension buried beneath my skin. When his lips brushed against the curve of my shoulder, I inhaled sharply, trying not to react.

"Still mad at me?" he whispered, his voice husky with sleep.

I didn’t answer. My silence was my only defense.

His hand moved again, this time down to my hips and then to my thighs. A shiver ran down my spine and I tried to move away from him but I couldn'
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