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Chapter 70 - Aramis, I Want You To Touch Me

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"But I don't know why."

That answer made him pause. He looked at her properly now. He looked at her pupils. Her unfocused expression and the strange, lazy smile slowly appearing on her face. Then he looked toward the window through which he had thrown the cigarette. And then back at Aeryl.

His brows lifted in realization.

"No." He muttered to himself.

Aeryl smiled. "Yes."

He stared at her. "You become drunken that quickly?"

"What quickly?"

Aramisius looked genuinely surprised.

The cigarette ha
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