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The Best Husband In The World

Author: Feyi xtar
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-09-26 01:55:46

IAN’S POV

I stirred awake to the feeling of warmth pressed against me, soft curves moving slowly against my body. My hand instinctively wrapped around her waist, steadying her as she shifted. I groaned, still half-lost in the haze of sleep.

"Baby," I murmured, my voice rough. "Ria, you need to wake up."

Aria whined, burying her face deeper into my chest. "It's way too early. Just one more hour."

I rubbed a hand down her blonde hair, my fingers threading through the soft strands. "It's ten in th
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