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14. Unwanted Disclosure
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Brice's POV
We were having our intimate dessert when two well-built men came straight to our table.
"I don't understand, I already told the manager that I don't want us to be disturbed. I'm so sorry about this, Ella."
"Oh, no..." she said looking at the men while shaking her head at them.
I was pretty impressed by them, I was wearing my darker-shade glasses and wear casual clothes, I surely didn't expect to be noticed.
"I don't usually get spotted like this, I'll just give them my signature and sends them away."
Ella gave me her nervous laugh and was telling me to be quiet which then made
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Stalking The Author 46. Epilogue
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Stalking The Author 45. When it's done
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