DIRTY DESIRES
She smiled genuinely, her eyes sparkling with felicity.
"You forgot something on your name," Narco said who now stood in front of her, making her frown.
"What do you mean?" Sumire slightly tilts her head on the side as if thinking.
"There should be Aslanov at the very end. Your name should be Sumire Massoullève Aslanov." Narco said that Sumire's beaming smile widened even more, reaching to her eyes.
"I prefer that." She then turned to the man now standing tall, dark, and handsome beside her with an affectionate smile on her face. The hunk just stared down at her and didn't utter a word.
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