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The Morning After the Fall

Author: Elizabeth
last update publish date: 2026-04-26 01:32:33
"We're not done, Ceddy. You start tomorrow…as my kept boy."

Cedric jerked awake, falcone’s low voice still echoing in his skull like a brand. His body ached in all the wrong places, a dull throb between his legs and faint fingerprints on his hips that sent unwelcome heat crawling up his neck. He grabbed his phone off the nightstand. Marcus had already texted twice. Demanding. Impatient.

He typed back quickly. “Fine. Twenty minutes.”

Cedric dragged on yesterday’s hoodie and jeans, wincing a
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