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My Literal Masterpiece

Regardless of the sun's presence, the mild guts of winds carried along a bone chilling cold, and many roaming around were dressed warmly.

It was evidently chilly yet sprawled on the bed, Tessa felt nothing else but controlled heart, and limitless satisfaction.

On the king-sized bed, she laid with an exhausted body and a smile lingering on her lips.

Those mesmerizing blue orbs weren't in view since her eyes were shut, and multiple strands of her thicken blond dangled across her flushed face — her beauty was effortless, and otherworldly.

The collar of the light fabricated shirt she was cladded in fell to a side, so the few love bites imprinted on her pale skin were visible.

Due to the absence of a duvet, her ankle with a gold chain encircled on it glimmered softly in the moderately illuminated room.

Tessa was an ethereal sight to behold, and being the first to do so every darn day, Doreen considered himself the luckiest bastard.

He was settled comfortably in a posh longue chair,
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