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Questioning

Penulis: RaeLyn
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-16 18:53:01

POV: SAINT

Yesterday was an emotional whirlwind for me. I went from bawling my eyes out after being rejected by my mate to being attacked by a strange woman, and then ending up at his place, wearing one of his shirts. I couldn't help but shiver as I inhaled the scent lingering on his shirt still draped over me. A giggle escaped my lips as I rolled onto my back, gazing up at the ceiling. I lay there, reflecting on the conversation we had in his study yesterday.

It was hard not to consider his p
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