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... he room, only the sound of putting on clothes rustling.
She couldn’t help pressing her hand to her chest.
She was afraid he would hear the sound of her heart beating.
In a short while, Aidan Lucas had put on his shirt and trousers.
His slender fingers were buttoning his belt, his gaze casually sweeping over the demure woman with her head down, looking as pitiful as a quail.
Seeing the marks on her pale neck and chest, his dark eyes flickered.
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