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Daphne gasped as the book fell from her hand to find Randall only in his trousers and a towel wrapped around his neck, reflecting his ripped muscles and toned body.
“You?” Randall asked, arching a brow in perplexity, but she flushed furiously as the last man she saw half naked was Tristan and it wasn’t appealing like him.
“W-What are you doing here?” She asked, taking a step back as her heart began to thump with a scarlet shade adorning her features.
“I should be asking you this.” Randall frowned, coming closer, but his nearing steps only enhanced her tension.
“D-Don’t come closer.”
She stuttered but he couldn’t help but to notice the mad scarlet shade on her face and a slight shiver when he
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