Contracted To The Alpha Daddy
Suddenly, his ears turned a deep shade of red, and he quickly looked away, clearing his throat.
Perplexed, I frowned. “What is it?”
He handed the book back to me without meeting my gaze. “Nothing. Just... interesting choice.”
Confused, I looked down at the book in my hands. My eyes widened in horror as I took in the image: a shirtless man with rippling muscles, a woman draped over him, their lips locked passionately.
The bold title on the cover read: “Desire’s Embrace.”
Instantly, I felt my face turn beet red. I’d purchased… a smut novel.
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