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Chapter Forty-Four: My Special Guest
Ellis Cecelia didn’t just walk into my office, she stomped in like she had a bone to pick. Which was absolutely ridiculous, if anyone ought to be annoyed, it was me. She was dressed entirely inappropriately in a pair of cut-off jean shorts that left her long, lean legs bare for everyone to see, and a crop top that exposed her belly, which was still smooth and toned, showing no signs of her pregnancy. She was barefoot, too. What kind of Luna walked around with no shoes? Some men might enjoy the show of skin, but I found it revolting. In fact, I had this momentary hallucination of her wrapping those muscular thighs around my head and squeezing until she cracked my skull like a walnut. I shook my head to dispel that horrific vision and glared at the woman even as she glowered at me. She s
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