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Defying Alpha Edison
My heart threatened to break free from my chest. I’ve been following Alpha Edison in the corridor towards my room. No. OUR ROOM. I forgot I had to share the bed with him even though we were not officially married yet. Thelma didn’t accompany me this time, so it was just me and him taking a slow walk. He was silently leading the way, and that gave me the opportunity to stare at his back, admiring his tall frame and sexy, broad shoulders. His hands were clasped behind him. I didn’t know why there was a feeling in me that I wished he wasn't wearing gloves. I was so curious about what his hands looked like. And I mean the texture, shape, and length of his fingers. I looked down at his feet, and they were bigger than I expected. There was this belief that Marie told me before. If you are cur
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