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SIXTY TWO

                                       The next side of her was empty as she climbed down the bed and drifted her gaze around. Her gaze stopped on the half opened door. She smiled and plucked her steps toward the washroom, gathering her hair in a bun. 

      She brushed her teeth and grabbed the towel from the hook. She took a quick shower. 

     Taking a glimpse of herself in the mirror, she spun to the bedroom door. She was draped into a red mini dress, and thigh shoes, the soft curls of her hair were dancing with her every move. 

     Alessandro harbored the beast, no one wanted to face. When she pulled the door, her husband was standing on the other side of the door. 

     Her smile couldn't hide from flashing, "Good morning," Her gleeful voice re

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