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CHAPTER 17 — I'M IN CONTROL

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Heros Green

When I left Liora in my bed, sleeping so serenely, I had to fight the urge to caress her cheek. The memory of the night we shared still echoed in my mind—a wave of desire that made me hard just thinking about her softness. She is everything I am not: soft, fragrant, and warm. The scent of jasmine still lingered on me, a mark of her body that had mixed with the essence of Luther’s bathtub—a small reminder of Alicia, the one he still stubbornly kept alive in his life. It was a smell th
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