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You chose well

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last update 게시일: 2026-02-16 21:37:18

Daniel’s POV

The room was quiet, save for the ragged breathing of the woman in my arms. Eden was a collapsed star, heavy, glowing with the heat of the discipline I had just administered, and entirely centered in my orbit. The red welts on her thighs were beginning to deepen into a rich, angry crimson, a visual receipt of the debt she had paid.

I carried her to the leather chaise in the corner of the room. I didn't want to leave just yet. The air in here was thick with the scent of her submissio
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  • Taken by my stepfathers   The only thing that matter

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