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Rivals

Author: Penper
last update Last Updated: 2024-09-24 10:08:32

Adrianna's POV

I was yet to decide if I liked Moana or not. She seemed pleasant but I knew there was something more to her calm exterior. Sure enough, she was head over heels for her husband even though she tried not to show it and I could tell that she was insecure in some way about me.

Unfortunately, I had no intention of putting her out of her fears.

I was loyal to my king but that said nothing about my morals.

If I had my way with Theophilus, I would take it.

It was no fault of mine really but some people were too handsome to be owned forever by one person; it was simply not fair.

We had been in the mainland for about a week now and I had worked closely with Theophilus all this time. I had not made any effort to seduce Theophilus but whenever Moana was present with us I did not fail to see her watching me rather too closely. She could watch me all she wanted but when I was ready to have Theophilus, I would make him beg for me.

At the moment I was taking my work here rather
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