“Make me hard for you, Miss Eleanor.” The words slipped from his lips with a slow, knowing smirk, his eyes locked onto mine—watching, measuring, catching every flicker of emotion I couldn’t hide. For a moment, I froze and then… Ethan. His face. His voice. “Do you even see yourself, Eleanor? Yo
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