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His Obsession

Penulis: Alwyn Wynter
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-21 09:38:21

Nia's POV

Raymond stood there, filling the doorway with his tall, powerful frame. His dark eyes burning with intense hunger. He stepped inside fully, the lock clicking again as he secured the door, trapping us together.

The sharp sound of the lock made my stomach tighten nervously.

“You...,what are you doing here?” I whispered, backing away until my lower back hit the cold marble sink.

Raymond didn’t answer with words. In two long strides he was in front of me,his large hands gripping my waist
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