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CHAPTER 14
One of a Million A R C H E R “Why are you here?” Sara Rowe, the twenty-four-year-old supermodel that I have been having casual s*x with for a while now, hugged me from behind as she was pressing her breasts against my back and kissing my nape. “Come back to bed now.” She sounded like she was purring in my ear and now biting my earlobe. I traveled my head up to the wall clock inside my apartment as it was almost half past twelve midnight now while I am standing in my kitchen, drinking a glass of wine, trying to lower my alcohol tonight because our coach had been scolding me relentlessly for drinking too much booze lately which had been giving me a hard time in practice. “Please?” Sara kissed the side of my neck, trying her best to arouse me, but I was no longer in the mood for another
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