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Chapter 34: piano Lessons

Author: Patty Writes
last update publish date: 2026-07-17 04:13:18

Mira.

It was my turn to take him up to bed, with Sergei's help of course.

I had never seen Theo anything but composed and on top of his game but tonight had been pivotal, something I had no business seeing and I went ahead and did something I had no business doing.

Wife duties.

“I'll handle it from here.” I informed Sergei after we jointly put him on the bed.

Clearly I was the one who broke a sweat and I found it annoying that Sergei was unaffected.

“Are you sure?” He said looking past me and
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