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Axe...

His name doesn't come out of my mouth, it's just stuck in my head.

It's a shock to see Axe in front of me right now, but I'm so grateful to know he's okay, even though the bruise on Axe's face is still very much there-a bit faded of course.

Axe takes off the hat on his head and throws it away. Slowly, Axe's feet stepped closer to me, not quite loud enough. However, it managed to raise my guard. I felt that Axe didn't come to talk to me nicely, but rather the desire to punish was perfectly reflected in his eyes.

"Those lips are mine! Don't you dare to let that asshole touch them. Just once, and then not or never again!"

Axe's words were demanding, with a cold, untouched aura emanating from the intonation of his voice. He's got it all wrong! I didn't let Arthur touch me, but indeed my body froze under the sudden attack. I wasn't prepared, nor did I even intend to return Arthur's kiss. I'm not as slutty as Axe thinks I am!

"I don't like sharing, Baby girl. You're still my fiancé
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