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... osedly empty changing room of Chromwell Academy, lingered muffled, chaotic breaths.
Accompanied by the rustling of fabric, the sounds stood out starkly in the quiet atmosphere.
Feeling the struggle of the delicate girl in her embrace, the golden-haired, arrogant-eyed Celeste frowned slightly, pausing her “tasting.”
She tightened her grip on the girl’s slender, snow-white wrists, pinning them forcefully against the storage cabinet behind her with a “bang!”
“If you ...
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