A Whisper of Love's End
"I might not be back tonight. But tomorrow morning, I'll bring you your favorite pastries, okay?"
Just like that, he was gone.
His tablet was still on the couch in the living room.
Isabella picked it up, noticing that his WhatsApp was still logged in.
Two minutes ago, a woman under the name "Little Tease" had sent him a picture.
The woman was dressed in a bunny girl outfit—black fishnet stockings and bright red high heels. Her eyes were half-lidded, her cheeks flushed, and she was licking her fingers seductively.
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