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Chapter 0082

Octavia

The smell of scotch hit my nostrils. Aymeric’s lips were so close to mine and his body was so close to mine.

I stepped back away from him, but he kept coming close to me until I fell on the bed.

“Do you want me to mark you?” He whispered after getting on top of me.

“Aymeric” I whispered

“Or
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