The intimacy in the living room continued.But the moment Liliana's hand touched Giorgio's belt, he snapped back to his senses.No! Liliana was someone he had always regarded as a younger sister. She wasn't me, and it was wrong for them to do something like this.Giorgio pushed Liliana away, rubbing his brow irritably. Without saying a word, he picked up his shirt and put it on, straightening the creases before heading right toward the bedroom.Liliana, who was still half reclining on the couch, started fuming in annoyance. "Where are you going, Gio? Don't tell me that after all this, you still want to go and check on that bitch."Giorgio stopped in his tracks and shot her a cold, warning glance over his shoulder.That glare stunned Liliana into silence for a moment. After recovering from her shock, she wrapped herself in a blanket unhappily and followed him to the bedroom door.Inside, the bed was neatly made, and I was nowhere to be seen. Even the beige shawl I had draped over
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