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Author: Spicy Candy
last update publish date: 2026-06-15 06:02:17

Roman

I find Marcus in my study, standing by the window with his back to the door, trying very hard to look like a man who has been patiently waiting and not at all like a man who walked in on something he wishes he could unsee.

“Marcus, I—”

“I didn’t see anything.” He says it quickly, still facing the window.

That’s not what I was going to ask. I didn’t need his reassurance to know he wouldn’t say a word about what he saw.

Good thing it was him who came. Things would have been different if it
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Oh, so the wedding will really happen... Anyway, I'm looking forward for Baby Mason to come out! Hahaha!
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