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Hayato hit the bed like a sack of very expensive, very uncooperative potatoes.
He sprawled across the mattress, jacket half-off, tie crooked, hair a mess—staring up at me with unfocused eyes and a lazy, utterly shameless smirk.
"...Unbelievable," I mumbled.
"Renjiii," he slurred, stretching out the word like it was something sweet. He patted the space beside him, once. Twice. "Come here."
I shot him a glare. "No."
Ignoring ...
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