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007: "What A Feline, Must Be A Virgin,"

(Anastasia's Point of View)

I shut my eyes, trying to extricate the vulgar controversy I just strode in on. Damnit Anastasia!

I camped outside the youngest Mezzesalma's room door and unfortunately for me, I had ambled in on him dicking some girl on his mattress, bent on all fours.

Standing outside the door, I could still heed the lady's vociferous exclamations of pleasure as she implored him to fuck her harder and the slapping of flesh together.

I shook my head and clapped my cheeks. Why the heck didn't I wait for an invitation before I strode into the room and tread in on that and why the fuck was I still here?

I was pretty sure they wouldn't criticize me for not keeping the room clean. It wasn't my diligence if the room was being exploited by its owner.

I nodded to myself, finally concluding.

I picked up my cleaning equipment but just in time as the door unbarred to uncover Giovanni Mezzesalma, the youngest of the family.

His outlines were sharp and he was muscular, I loo
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