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Chapter Eighteen

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Rose Alexandria Sinclair;

I was tidying Frederico’s room when the memories of that night hit me like a freight train, vivid and impossible to push away.

That arrogant bastard—he’d pushed me to my limits, made me finger myself while he watched, only to have me beg for his cock. And when he finally gave in, it was rough, consuming, leaving me trembling long after it was over.

I was so lost in thought that I didn’t even hear the door open.

“What’s taking you so long?”

His deep, authoritative voice made me jump, the sheet slipping from my hands. I spun around to find Frederico leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, his sharp gaze fixed on me.

“Are you always this distracted while you work?” he asked, his tone cool but edged with something darker, something knowing.

I swallowed hard, my face flushing as I fumbled for a response, but before I could say anything, his smirk deepened.

“Let me guess,” he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous low. “Still thinking about last night?”

“No,
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