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The six men who ruined me (16)

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-11-09 02:10:04

Alexander’s POV~

I froze in utter shock.

I wanted to hit him. I wanted to smash my fist into his jaw and knock his teeth out. But my own hands were trembling against the desk, and I knew it was because his words painted the exact same sick fantasy my brain had been replaying for weeks.

Gabriel opened his pale blue eyes. He set his book down on the side table. His voice was calm, cold, and completely detached, which made his confession ten times more evil.

"I want her mouth while I re
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