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I can't help but wonder what has ignited such fury within him. My mate's actions once again leave me bewildered. Without a word, he begins to unbutton his dress shirt, the fabric parting under his skilled fingers. As I watch him, a knot of confusion forms in my stomach, noticing something peculiar. The shirt he's removing is the same one he wore yesterday. A wave of bewilderment washes over me. Does he own multiple identical shirts?

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Chapter 418 Naomi curled her lips in disdain. She took a step back the next second and pulled her shirt right off! "You!" Lora's eyes widened in shock. Naomi was still wearing a sleeveless T-shirt. In doing so, she completely dispelled the other’s suspicions. Which girl would take off her shirt in front of so many guys? Naomi deliberately raised her arms, showed off her muscles, and smiled wickedly. "I work out a lot, so I have big pecs."

“You missed me.” I bit back a smile. “You’re impossible.” He leaned in slightly. “Admit it.” Instead of answering, I glanced down, unbuttoning the top of my uniform shirt, then the second button, just enough to pull the collar aside. The shirt underneath peeked through, the black fan t-shirt Kai had given me with bold black letters stretched across it: “Kai Blackthorn No. 1 Fan.” His eyes widened for half a second before his mouth curled into a slow, smug smile.

Even after what had happened today, thinking about Adrian made me feel a little lighter. I walked past the clothing section on my way to the payment counter, and a particular shirt in a nearby clothing section caught my eye. It was a nice, grey button-down. I knew it would look perfect on him. Adrian had closets full of clothes, yes, but this would be special because, well... it was from me. I picked it up and continued my walk to the payment section, where a woman with a bright smile was attending to another customer, so I waited patiently in line.

A quick shower later, and I'm still replaying the feel of his lips on my skin, tempted to give in to my desires but resisting, wanting to save myself for what's to come. Skincare routine done, I open the drawer, but instead of sleepwear, I choose a white T-shirt from Renzo's collection. It's sheer, revealing my naked body beneath, and as I run my fingers through my long hair, I feel a rush of confidence and excitement. I know this shirt will drive him wild.

The white shirt was their most basic piece, but it was made of excellent fabric and was tailored to perfection, luxurious yet understated. "This is for you." Renee held up the shirt in front of Marcelo, trying to make it up to him.

Dawn shook her head. “Let’s start with the good news.” “We have actual clothes. I found two of your shorts in here. They probably got mixed in with mine,” Maxwell said. “But the only shirts we have are these.” He pulled out one extra-large T-shirt with a print that read: [I Put the ‘Max’ in Maximum Pleasure] “And this is yours,” Maxwell said, showing a small-sized shirt that read: [I Survived the Max Attack!]