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Chapter 18: Morning Fire, Hidden Flames
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... Or did you forget? Today is the beginning of your cultivation."
Victor stiffened.
His chest constricted as if a fist had encircled his heart. His purple eyes grew wide with disbelief, fixed on the ceiling as if it would cave in on him.
Next to him, Violet tensed. Her silver hair flowed over his naked chest, violet eyes reflecting his distress. For the first time, the Spirit of Lust—usually a picture of teasing serenity—appeared taken aback, as if a naughty child caught pi ...
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