NAOMI's POV Hindi ako umuwi that night. After what happened—after he completely destroyed me with just his hands—I couldn't move. Literally. My legs were shaking, my mind was blank, and all I could do was lean against him, trying to process what the hell just happened. "Stay," he whispered against my hair. "You're in no condition to go home." At hindi ko na siya kinuwestyon. I just nodded. He carried me—yes, carried me like I weighed nothing—to his bedroom. Hiniga niya ako sa kama, and I expected him to... well, to continue. To take what he wanted. But he didn't. Instead, he covered me with a blanket, brushed the hair away from my face, and said, "Sleep, Naomi. We'll talk in the morning." And then he left. I lay there in the darkness, staring at the ceiling, my body still humming from his touch. Ang gago. He just gave me the most intense orgasm of my life, and then he just... left? Who is this man? The next morning... I woke up to the smell of coffee. For a moment, I forg
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