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Chapter 19

Leila POV

I come to in the shower, shivering with the cold as water pours down over me where I lie curled up in a pitiful ball, still wrapped up in my now soaking wet dressing gown. How the hell did I get in here? I gasp and sit up, shrinking to the back of the stall, away from the icy spray. I look up to see Kim standing there watching me, with a grim but steely look in her cool blue eyes.

“Kim! What the actual fuck?!” I shriek, mortified at the state that she must have found me in and indignant that her version of helping me seems to involve trying to drown me.

“Leila, I am sorry, but you called me here for crisis management. I am assuming you don’t want anyone to know about…. this.” Her eyes soften a bit as she gestures back out towards the guest bedroom, where the sheets are a crumpled mess, and the smell of sex stills hangs heavy in the air. Kim has met Marcus many times. There is no way she doesn’t know who was he

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agz.met47
Geez you poor thing Leila…
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