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Mera.

"It's amazing that Mistress Hawthorne didn't criticize me today."

I told Garyson excitedly as I sat on his lap.

He had his hands on my waist and looked at me with a smile.

"Did she feel guilty about me due to the aphrodisiac?" I speculated.

He shook his head meaningfully and said, "Do you remember I told you I had a secret?"

A secret? It dawned on me. He had told me he had a secret. Could Mistress Hawthorne's change in attitude toward me have something to do with his secret?

What's his secret? Whatever his secret is, it won't change the fact that we love each other.

"What's your secret?" I asked curiously with a blink of my eyes.

"I'll tell you later. If this secret becomes known to more people, your situation will become more dangerous. I worry about your safety." He told me apologetically.

I pondered for a moment, understanding his concern. The time may not be ripe right now. I trusted him. I believed he wouldn't lie to me.

Tonight, he entered me on the soft bed with