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... I sit comfortably on the plush cushions of our room. The scent of salt lingers in the air, mixing with the faint fragrance of the oils(thanks to me, I’m not having him look 70 at 50) Thorne uses after his bath.
The door creaks open, and in he walks.
Naked.
I take another slow bite of the watermelon, chewing thoughtfully as my gaze drags over him.
He’s so handsome. Strong. Tall. Every muscle on his body carved by battle, honed by war. His skin glistens slightly, dr ...
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