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Chapter 66: It was you

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last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-05-23 16:11:48

Sarah

Sarah’s body stilled completely against his. The heat of the bathwater suddenly felt secondary to the sharp spike of adrenaline in her veins. She turned her head slowly, needing to look directly at him, fully expecting to find his trademark, mocking smirk playing on his lips—the one that would instantly signal he was just messing with her head.

But it wasn’t there.

Marcus looked right back at her, his dark eyebrows raised slightly, his gaze steady and challenging. He looked like a man dar
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