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Chapter 24- Bound by Fire and Gold
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RoxyPineappleWhew! 🔥 If tension, drama, and a whole lot of spice had a love child, this chapter would be it! 😏 Edwina and Raffaele are serving power couple energy, and honestly? I’m here for it. 👑💥 But let’s talk about that ball… 🎭 Will it be business, bloodshed, or both? Stay tuned! 👀 Don’t forget to like, vote, drop those gems 💎✨ and let me know your thoughts in the comments! (Or just scream with me, that’s fine too. 😂)
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