The DON's Princess
I countered passionately.
He raised an eyebrow, amused by my indignation. "Angels?" he repeated with a skeptical smirk.
"Yes!" I shot back, refusing to back down. "I love them. I don’t mind the messy or clumsy parts—they’re innocent, and they love genuinely. There’s nothing more pure than that."
For a moment, he just stared at me, his smirk softening into something gentler, something almost tender. He leaned closer, his intense gaze locking with mine, and I felt the warmth creep into my cheeks.
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