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... d himself into?
His white shirt, crumpled like a bunch of pickles, clung to him.
The top button of the collar was undone, revealing a honey-colored chest and perfect abs that silently tantalized.
His long legs were wrapped in black suit pants, the legs of which were dusty, giving him a somewhat disheveled appearance.
Yet, this attire that closely resembled a vagabond’s, combined with his striking face that evoked resentment from both heaven and men, only added a t ...
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