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Chapter 89

Author: 💩 Juicy Fantasies đŸŒ¶ïž
last update publish date: 2026-01-19 17:22:05

ANYTA'S POV

I had exactly one hour before my beautiful, brown-eyed, three year old secret, came home.

And right now, that secret’s father was sitting on my velvet sofa, bleeding all over my throw pillows.

"Hold still, Everett. If you keep flinching, I’m going to end up sewing your lip to your nose," I muttered, my hands trembling slightly as I dipped a cotton pad into the antiseptic.

Everett winced, his dark eyes fixed on mine with an intensity that made my skin crawl and tingle all at once. "Y
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