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Chapter 6

Penulis: Naomi_Writhes
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-17 23:26:28

Roksana’s POV

“Excuse me?”

My ear perked up, a sharp spike of pure panic cutting through the haze of confusion at the words he had just spoken.

I frantically searched his face, hunting for even a flicker of a mocking smile, a twitch of the lips, or a sign that this was some cruel game. Anything to prove he didn't actually mean it.

Instead, I found nothing. His face was the complete opposite, chillingly stoic.

“You want me to do it for you, or you do it yourself?” He raised a single brow, waiti
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