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My Sweet Big Daddy

Auteur: Feyi xtar
last update Date de publication: 2026-07-11 20:09:16

ARIA'S POV

I couldn't get his words out of my head.

They echoed over and over, refusing to let go of my mind.

And I knew, I just knew, he had meant every single one of them.

I'd seen it in his eyes… sincerity, honesty, and the quiet vulnerability he'd never shown anyone else.

He loves me.

The realization hit me all at once, stealing the air from my lungs.

He actually loves me.

Not because he wants a child from me. Not because of some ridiculous contract. Not because he feels obligated to stay.
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