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... rner of his lips, the echo of Aria’s shy expression still dancing in his mind.
Hah.
She was already wrapped around his finger.
Claws sunk deep. Hook, line, and sinker.
And Isolde... gods, she was just too fun to tease.
The way she sputtered, flailed, and short-circuited, he struggled not to laugh just thinking about her face.
He chuckled under his breath, remembering how red she got, how her voice cracked, how she sputtered like her entire system h ...
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