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Chapter 30: He liked it.
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***This chapter contains erotic scene.***
The bags were way too large for Ryan to hold them in his tiny hands. The large pack of stuff toys took his entire side while his other hand barely had any space to hold the cold drinks Darius brought for.
As he handed the drink and intended to take some of the packages from him to carry them home, his hands froze in the air, eyes fixed on a guy trotting towards them in an enraged manner. His footsteps became louder and louder. He came as if he was parading through the mall.
Darius seemed stiffened at the very sight of this tall bulky guy, hair slid to the side, undercut visible, a typical playboy look. Ryan wondered if he really was a playboy like he looked. But before he could make any more assumption how this guy would be, he felt a swept of wind as the guy grabbed his friend’s arm to yank him, taking him somewhere. Darius was stunned to even
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