Chapter 107 BBF

Emmanuel Maduabuchi Titus 1.3k words

My mouth parched as Tent's fingers wandered to the buttons of my shirt. His were rough, calloused from a lifetime of work, but they moved with a gentleness that sent shivers down my spine. Each button that came undone felt like a step closer to something I wasn't sure I...

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