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CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE-MEETING THE DAUGHTER

Mory

While she wiped the dark vapors from her soft golden olive skin as she walked from the black mist, Tessa sauntered in her slow, sultry, hip switching way past the Sentry’s post and wiggled her fingers at him then winked her emerald green eye.

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