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Disturbance

Author: Susi_miu
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-07 12:59:56

[I fucking want to take you all the way to the red room right now.]

Just a cell phone notification and Moreau immediately found her stepfather's sharp gaze in the distance. They had been separated from each other since the beginning. She decided not to get too close after arriving at Froy and Lewi's wedding. It was nothing. At least she wanted a little freedom instead of being stuck in the middle of Barbara's surveillance.

Unfortunately Moreau never expected Abihirt, who barely let go of his attention when he got the chance. Like the time the man had been alone in a corner of the garden, while Barbara had been among a gathering of new acquaintances, including Gloriya there. The woman seemed to be enthusiastically engaged in a lot of conversation and had almost completely forgotten the existence of her reclusive husband.

[Right now, my date is Juan. You will never take me anywhere as long as I am with my date, let alone in the red room. Never."]

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