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Four DNA Tests Later

Author: Wealth
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-05-08 15:41:52

Roberta's POV

The door swung open.

What I saw almost stopped my heart.

Millie was on top of Jace. Her body was moving. She was in a short black lingerie gown barely covering anything. Jace had nothing on.

Their heads snapped toward me.

His hands were still on her hips.

For one second, nobody moved.

Then Jace cursed under his breath.

“Oh shit. Roberta— damn it. Can’t you knock?”

Millie climbed off him slowly like she had all the time in the world. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and walk
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