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Chapter 102: Upset

Penulis: MeeRotic
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I could feel the vibrations from Six’s growl through my fingertips since they were lying carelessly on top of his chest. His sudden flash of anger didn’t faze me though and I even went so far as to tuck my head back under his chin while the warm rumbles continued. Six’s arm, that was lazily holding me against him, tightened until my chest was pressed up against his side. My heart rate spiked at the feel of his hard warm side pressing into me, making me purr quietly with both pleasure and adoration.

“I thought we were done discussing this Ayah.” His rough voice held a hint of aggravation to it.

Six had told me earlier that he had to get up early in the morning to go to work with Red and I assumed that meant that he wanted this conversation to stop so that he could get some rest, but the question had been nagging me ever since February had thrown herself against him.

I felt myself sigh against his thick neck and slowly let my eyes flutter open.

“No, you neglected to answer me the first
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