The Last Omega Hybrid
I frowned, not liking the idea of sharing the same space with this idiot.
"Oswin, we can't be rude to our guest," she said, glaring at me cutely.
"Okay. Whatever you say, sweetheart." I leaned down to peck the rosy, plump lips noisily and shot a triumphant glance at her guest. I made sure to show him who was the winner at the end.
And it seemed to work.
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Third Person’s Pov
Brad widened his eyes at what he saw, too shocked to even get mad. His mind reeled, struggling to grasp the scene before him. The two hosts—somewhat underdressed— clinged to each other with no space left.
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