A few days passed, leading up to her father's birthday. Time flowed on like mountain water-swift and indifferent, never stopping for anyone.Yes, the earth spins for everyone equally-twenty-four hours a day. No more, no less.This morning, however, Damian seemed to have upgraded his level of torture. At least, that's what Livia thought. For Damian, this was apparently his way of expressing affection.He stood by the bedroom door, smug and relaxed. "Where's my good morning kiss?"She blinked at him. "Huh?""Don't want to?" he teased, tapping her forehead with his index finger.Livia gave a sunshine smile, fake but convincing. "Of course I want to, my darling. I'll give you one every day, with joy and overflowing happiness."Her face was radiant-Oscar-worthy.Damian's grin widened. "So eager, huh? Kissing me is so enjoyable that now you're the one begging for it." He leaned in. "Fine. Since you want it so badly, let's make this a daily thing."Livia trembled in frustration, biting back
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