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#88.

Author: Kuraht
last update Huling Na-update: 2026-02-18 03:30:53

Archer POV

The dawn light filtered through the heavy velvet curtains. Beside me, Maya lay in a deep, undisturbed slumber. Her breathing was rhythmic, a soft, delicate sound that seemed out of place in a room that usually smelled of nothing.

I watched her for a long time, my gaze tracing the line of her shoulder where the linen had fallen away. I had been careful with her. Gentler than I ever thought my hands were capable of being. She was a means to an end, a vessel sent to carry the weight of
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