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Chapter 90 : Favourite color?
Cassius wasn't given a choice in the matter. He simply lay there with his arms down on both sides and let her stay on him for as long as she likes. That's the thing with Cassius. He will not argue if he can tolerate it. Primrose was yet to find the real end of his tolerance. Probably one day she'll step on his bottom line and see what a truly angry Cassius was like. For the time being, sleeping all over him didn't make much of a different to a man who wanted sleep. An act of revenge didn't see it's end however. Because the first one to fall asleep was Primrose herself. Not only did she fall asleep, she also woke up to seeing her hugging him sideways and Cassius hugging her back just the same way. It stood to reason that her mood improved significantly since then. His long lashes
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