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... me man, his milk-white legs straddling either side. His long black hair, as dark as the night sky, cascaded over his shoulders, falling forward due to his leaning posture. But this romantic image quickly shattered if one focused on the beauty’s hands—hands gripping the neck of the man beneath him with such force that blue veins stretched visibly from his hands to his forearms.
Sian was exhausted, trapped between the haze of sleep and wakefulness. For a fleeting moment, he thought he had ...
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