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Chapter 138 : Uncharted Waters

Author: Scarlett Rossi
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Rashid

The moment I stepped back into the house, the tension in the air was palpable.

Whatever had gone down in the time Salama and I had been out was something that I knew I wasn't going to be happy about. Lyla glanced up at me from the couch, her eyes filled with guilt as I made my way over to her.

Javier was nowhere to be seen.

If he'd forced her to do anything, I was going to lose my mind.

Holding my hand to her, I helped her from the couch without a word. Her hand trembled in mine as I led her upstairs, her body pressed close to me the entire way up until we were behind our locked door.

I brushed her hair back from her face. "Did he touch you?"

She blinked up at me. "In… what manner?"

I gave her a look. "Any matter, Lyla."

She frowned. "He… held my hand…"

"And?"

She blinked again. "And what?"

"That's it?"

"Yes? Rashid, I didn't suck his dick if that's what you're asking me."

I blew out a breath, slowly dissolv
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