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... e the red-haired woman.
"Let’s hope so," the red-haired woman cast him a sidelong glance, her expression filled with disdain for the man groveling at her feet.
She was a succubus, true, and yes, she fed on male essence—but that didn’t mean she would eat anything. Only starving low-class succubi devoured whatever filth crossed their path. She was a refined, noble-born high succubus, her bloodline connected—distantly—to one of the grand dukes of their race.
If not for her c ...
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