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... that he was holding.
There was no young man who had just been longing for affection. It was just her palm at best and above her glove, but his kiss was dense and subtle, and her cheeks were red.
“Ah, Mr. Asher…”
‘Is it okay to do this in a carriage on the way to the wedding?’ On the lips that passed through the palm of her hand and rose to her wrist, Aria called Asher’s name, but he did not stop his daring acts.
Rather, he had the audacity to look up at Aria without blin ...
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