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61: Wait what?!

Penulis: Faith Odulesi
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-19 21:19:15

I stood there frozen in the doorway my eyes locked on the bed.

The woman stirred and turned her head straight toward me.

She tried to cover her tits with one arm but it barely worked. A smirk pulled at her lips. “Oops.”

My stomach dropped so hard I felt sick. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t speak. I just spun around on my heels and walked out fast shutting the door behind me with a quiet click.

I pulled my phone out with shaking hands and booked the first cab I could find. “My apartm
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