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CHAPTER TWENTY NINE (ELI'S POV)
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2025-04-01 08:00:22The tension followed us all the way back to the mansion, clinging to my skin like a second layer. Every step through the forest felt charged, every glance from Matteo and Luca was filled with a promise of something that made my breath shudder.
Matteo wasn’t subtle about it either. His hand rested low on my back, fingers playing at the waistband of my pants, teasing but never dipping lower. Every so often, he’d squeeze my hip, just hard enough to make me aware of his touch. Luca, on the other hand, was quieter in his torment, walking close enough that I could feel the ghost of his breath against my ear every time he spoke. "You're walking funny, Eli." His voice was smooth and taunting as he spoke. "Tired? Or are you already anticipating something?" My skin burned. I knew he was playing with me, but damn if it didn’t work. It always workd. Matteo chuckled, the sound was dark and wi
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