CRAVING THE PRIMORDIAL ELDER
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Steam still clung to Naelis’s skin as she stepped out of the washroom, drying her hair with a towel while her phone buzzed.
“Mm-hmm, yes, Sally, I’ll tell you another story later, no, don’t sneak cookies, you little thief,” she laughed softly before hanging up.
Sally. A very soft, but yet, over-curious six-year-old.
Half-sister. Her father's bastard, but yet... a girl that had come to matter to her. Somewhat.
She tossed the towel aside, tugged on a loose robe, and flopped across her bed. With the curtains drawn and the mansion quiet, her finger hovered over her screen, tapping open something explicit.
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