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Whore or Wife?

Author: Cho Kay
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-07 22:50:12

Isla~

The night's event was almost over and as far as I could tell, it was a success.

A success that would be attributed to Dante's timely intervention. I hated to admit it but tonight could have gone really bad, if he hadn't stepped in.

Dante saved the night.

But he wasn't going to hear it from me. Ever!

The music slowly faded into the background as I wandered farther and farther away from the grand hall, my barefoot rubbing against the grass.

I let out a sigh, finally letting myself relax for the first time tonight, finally letting my guard down.

Afterall, it was just me now. At least, that was what I thought.

The cool, evening breeze brushed against my skin and with it came the scent of freshly trimmed flowers from the nearby garden.

I smiled at the blissful feeling, looking up at the bright, full moon above me.

Bliss.

Silence.

But it was all suddenly interrupted by the sound of laughter from a distance. I was startled, my eyes darting around the yard in search of the source.

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