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What's Happening to Mr.Rake?

Author: Perchibie
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2024-09-24 12:55:38

Harreld’s presence had shifted something inside me, igniting a flame I thought was extinguished. I stepped into the sleek, black car he had waiting, and as I settled into the leather seat, I caught his gaze—intense, almost protective.

“Where to?” I asked, trying to keep my tone light despite the weight of our recent conversations.

“Somewhere we can talk privately,” he replied, his voice low and serious.

The drive was filled with electric tension, the kind that buzzed just beneath the surface.
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