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17. Damien

I don't just steal a glance at her in the morning, I fucking indulge, greedily drinking in the perfect curve of her plump lips that are formed in a soft 'o' as she sleeps. Her hair is a twisted, frizzy mess atop her head, but all I can think of is grabbing a fist full of it, tugging on the locks as...

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