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Chapter Twenty Seven

作者: Amare Bloom
last update publish date: 2026-09-13 23:21:32

Theo didn’t release Serena immediately.

For several seconds, neither of them seemed capable of doing anything except laugh while the Laurent Motorsport garage erupted around them. Someone slapped the roof of the car, Marcus was shouting something about the final overtake, and two mechanics had already begun arguing over who had predicted the win first.

When Theo finally set her fully on her feet, his hands remained at her waist.

“You actually listened to me.”

Serena was still trying to catch he
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