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164: Let's ask the audience

Penulis: Faith Odulesi
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-04 04:00:46

He placed his hand on my lower back and guided me past two locked doors, a private bar, and a security man who stepped aside before Adam even spoke. I kept walking beside him in his oversized shirt, bare legs tired, eyes heavy, body still too awake because apparently sleep and common sense had both abandoned me tonight.

“Where are we going?” I asked, glancing at the black door at the end of the hall.

“You’ll see.”

Adam unlocked the door with a keycard and pushed it open.

The room inside was dar
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