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Chapter 110

Tristan grinned evilly before he plastered his lips on mine. He locked my bottom lip with his lips and vice versa. Tristan's hands went all over my body and when the image of him and the so called Lola flashed in my head, I pulled out. 

"What's wrong?" He asked when I refused to put my head on his. 

"Nothing." I lied, walking away from the bed to view my beautiful self in front of the mirror. 

"C'mon, babe. Talk to me, please." He took baby steps to where I was and wrapped both hands around my waist. 

Shrugging it off, I replied, "I'm okay, there's nothing wrong with me." 

Tristan groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose as he wakes back and forth in my room. 

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