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* Chuckling at the embrace, Attia could only embrace his neck with one hand, pulling him into a gentle kiss onto his brims. With a smile she retreated, one finger gently tracing his chin.
“ Each day of your absence was like a decade, each decade a century. ”
「 𝑷𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓. 」
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⠀⠀⠀⠀With a 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, thin-lipped smirk adorning his youthful face, —— his eyes aglow with a mischievous gleam, he advances towards his stunning wife with a sinuous, snake-like grace. His arms captured the feminine wife of his.
❝My 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 rose scented wife~.❞
