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Ruthless Alpha, and his Curvy Saint - Chapter 89
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... I had established this within four minutes of lying down.
I was on my back staring at the ceiling with my hands folded on my chest like a man laid out for burial, which was exactly how I felt given the evening.
My ears kept doing it without permission.
Straining. Reaching down the corridor toward the room where my mate was currently spending her wedding night with my brother, trying to catch... what, exactly? I didn’t know. I told myself I didn’t want to know.
My ...
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