The Rejected Omega Mate
And before I knew it, we were making love, our bodies entwined, our passion building to a crescendo that left us both breathless and spent.
As we lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, I decided to ask Geneva to tell me who the spy was again.
"Geneva," I said, my voice soft and hesitant. "I need to know. Who is the spy?"
She looked at me, her eyes filled with a mischievous glint. "Oh, Adrian," she said, a smirk playing at the corner of her lips. "There's not just one spy. There are more than two."
My heart sank at her words, the weight of the situation heavy on my mind.
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