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Interrupted Night

作者: Cedar Karamy
last update 公開日: 2026-08-29 10:46:40

The following day, Sienna was back to her usual self with Hans.

"I'm sorry about yesterday, honey. I was just overly jealous. I guess it's because I love you so much and I'm terrified of losing you," Sienna murmured shortly after Hans returned home from work.

"Thank God. It's fine to get a little jealous once in a while—it shows you truly care about this husband of yours." Hans felt a surge of delight, his mind racing back to his desire to invite his wife to share an intimate night together.

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