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Chapter 93

Patricia's laughter dwindled as Marco sprang into action, hoisting Stacy up from the floor. Her eyes laser-beamed with irritation, lips pressed into a grumbling pout. "And he claimed he didn't like the girl," she muttered, rolling her eyes before diverting her attention to a nearby box. Relief washed over her as a grin curled her lips. Finally, something that resonated with her was here. She eagerly unloaded the contents and began arranging them with care.

With gentle precision, Marco placed Stacy on the sofa, adjusting her flimsy nightgown and crossing her legs. A soft moan escaped Stacy's lips as Marco's fingers brushed her delicate thigh. His nose caught a whiff of the mouthwatering aroma wafting from the kitchen, prompting him to saunter over. There, he found an uncooked omelette in the pan, and a smile played on his lips as he deftly flipped it with a spatula. "She's truly making an effort to please me. Maybe, after I sort out everything in my life, I'll settle down with her, buil
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