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Majestic Manor
Mariam El-HafiThe story is slowly undergoing edits.
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Althaia Planning a wedding was absolutely no joke. There were so many things that needed to be done and when I said to Cara that she owed me big time for spending hours looking at materials, cakes, colors, flowers, and whatnot, she simply said my reward was staying in this majestic manor. What a sucker. A week has already gone by since we were welcomed into the manor. And it has also been a week since I last saw him. Not that I was counting the days, and especially not because I was thinking about him every damn minute. Okay, so what if I was thinking about him? Not only did he save my life, but that man gave me some of the best orgasms with just his fingers. But seriously, who just comes to your room, pleasures you, then disappears into thin air? The Devil, obviously. And I was apparently crazy enough to let him touch me without giving it a single thought. Now, he was nowhere to be found for a week, and I didn’t know what that meant. I stopped in my tracks, getting distracted,
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