Whispers Of My Incubus Guardian
Everything here pulsed with a quiet, undeniable warmth.
“I didn’t know a palace like this could exist here.” Awe filled my voice as I stepped into the park, my gaze sweeping over its unfamiliar beauty. Something felt different—off, even. I squinted, trying to pinpoint the change.
A large map stood near the entrance, detailing all the attractions within Love Park. My eyes scanned the labels: Make-Out Point, TouchPoint, Naked Point, Eating Point, and Bed Point.
I frowned. “What does all this mean?” I turned to Damien, only to find him looking at me with an unusual intensity as if preparing for something.
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