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... nd it felt incredibly comfortable. Vincent Vance’s hands were not only pleasant to look at but also exceptionally nimble—the sensation of his slender fingers gently massaging her scalp was even more soothing than the shampoo boy at the salon.
May couldn’t help but close her eyes, leaning back into Vincent’s arms with a contented hum.
Her heart, in that moment, was slowly melted by the man behind her.
"If I had met you earlier, perhaps there would have been fewer misunders ...
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