I breathe in relief as Petra walks away from me, hiding the knife behind the flurry fabric of her outfit, smile already plastered on her face. “Oh it’s nothing, Gladis. I was just… giving Don Rafaele’s pet here a proper welcome”  She turns to me, voice dripping with mockery “Right, pet?”  “She doe
 Huling Na-update : 2025-07-19
Huling Na-update : 2025-07-19