04

Hotty And Pretty

A low chuckle rumbled through the air, deep and rich, sending a strange shiver down my spine. It wasn’t just a sound—it was a presence. Commanding. Unapologetic. Like the kind of man who could walk into a room and have the world at his feet without even trying.

I turned sharply, my breath catching in my throat.

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Mocktail misfit

Love to write deep romantic stories, are you ready to fall??