Dear Ex, Your Uncle Claimed Me
She giggled softly as she let out.
I paused, my attention focused on her now. “Hot daddy knows it all and is always ready, dear Squishy,” I let out with a deep grungy tone.
With a chuckle, she reached into her bag and took out a box of cookies. “To your victory.”
I responded as I took one from her. I got even closer to her, our eyes locked as I was about to kiss her after chewing the cookie.
But right on cue, it hit me—sharp and painful. Draining and choking. Letting go of Elena, I clutched my chest tightly, my eyes clenching tightly as I found myself crouching to the ground on my knees.
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