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... around him like a thick fog. His limbs refused to move properly, his head lolled forward slightly, and his knees throbbed against the unforgiving cold floor. The sensation was eerily familiar—a forced sleep, a drugged haze.
"Damn it," Riven groggily thought. "Did I get knocked out again? That’s the second time this week. I swear, if this keeps happening, I’ll start losing brain cells. I can’t afford that—I need those." How else will he come up with ideas to trap all the hot men in this w ...
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