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Chapter 48: Whispers in the Dark

Author: Ochanya C.
last update publish date: 2026-06-11 06:16:37

The Umbrian villa was wrapped in silence, broken only by the occasional hoot of an owl and the wet, rhythmic sounds coming from the bedroom.

Luca had Adrian on his hands and knees in the center of the bed, one hand fisted tightly in his hair while the other gripped his hip. He thrust into him with deep, measured strokes, savoring the way Adrian’s body yielded so perfectly to him.

“Still so fucking tight,” Luca growled, slamming in harder. “Even after I’ve filled you three times today.”

Adrian m
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