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Stepbrother's Toy: A Taboo Romance (36)

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last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-03-03 21:01:32

Tyler P.O.V

"Interested?" Mistress Helena asked, noticing my reaction.

"Very," Dante answered for me. "We'll start with the private room we reserved, but we may venture out here later."

"Excellent. Right this way."

She led us to a room at the end of a hallway, unlocking it with a key card. "This is yours for the next four hours. If you need anything, there's a call button by the door. Otherwise, you won't be disturbed. Enjoy."

She left, and Dante locked the door behind her.

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