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Author: Nooriva
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-09 08:32:21

VINCENZO DANTE VOLKOV;

I walked back to my bedroom and there she was laying sprawled all over the bed. I went into the bathroom, had my bath And changed into just a short. I approached the bed but she was still sprawled on it like she owned the damn thing.

“Scoot over, I also need my beauty sleep.” I said to her, She turned to me, opened her eyes and said nothing. She further spread herself more on the bed.

It must seem cute to her but I was really tired after a long stay and I needed some sleep. “Little mouse, I do not want to play games tonight, I really need to sleep.”

“If you could deny my release, why can't I deny you sleep.” She faked a sleepy voice.

Is she really doing this? Like right now? I picked up a pillow and grabbed an extra blanket. I angrily slammed the door as I made my way to the guest room where I'll be spending my night since my little mouse is being petty and childish. Getting to the guest room, I realized I needed to change the bed and a lot of her things in
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