The Cruel Alpha's Flood Mate
His fingers dug into my jaw and turned my face up to the crowd, like he was showing them a bruise he had made.
Mott
Look at this one. Lying to a steward's face and thinking I cannot smell it.
End of Chapter 2
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveHis fingers dug into my jaw and turned my face up to the crowd, like he was showing them a bruise he had made.
Look at this one. Lying to a steward's face and thinking I cannot smell it.
End of Chapter 2
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