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Flying Soul 🦋forget my husband i'll go make money chapter 62
Ryan whispered, leaning in close to her ear.
"Y-Yes, Master," Arina stuttered, her cheeks flushing crimson as she acquiesced to his request.
"Redhead, let's start with my bedroom," Ryan suggested, leading her towards his private quarters.
"It's beautiful," Arina remarked, her eyes wandering over the exquisite paintings adorning the walls. Each stroke of the artist's brush seemed to capture the essence of royalty, adding to the allure of the room.
"Do you like it?" Ryan asked, his gaze lingering on her face as he awaited her response.
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