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... e evening, the silver-haired beauty sat at her desk in the study, wearing a thin chiffon slip nightgown.
She rested her slender legs on the desk, her dragon-winged slippers hanging loosely from her delicate feet, while faint red kiss marks lingered on her fair swan-like neck and barely visible soft skin.
Rosvitha opened the locked drawer and retrieved a dark brown leather-bound diary. Since that incident, it had been half a month, and she found herself writing in her diary much m ...
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