Chapter 20 Just Temporary

Alia Sulaimon 584 words

The silence in the garage stretched thin and brittle as glass. Victoria stood in the doorway in her pale blue robe, hair slightly tousled from sleep, her eyes moving slowly between Elena and Marcus. The air smelled of motor oil, rain, and the unmistakable musk of sex. Elena’s thighs were...

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