A/N: In return for yesterday's mistake and double upload, I AM GOING TO GIVE YOU GUYS SIX CHAPTERS TODAY!
THANK YOU FOR UNDERSTANDING AND SUPPORTING ME.
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Sex didn't mean love.
That was the first lie she told him after the afterglow had barely begun to fade—still sticky, still trembling, still leaking him down her thighs like evidence she couldn't hide.
Phei lay sprawled across the leather couch—shirtless, belt unbuckled, pants shoved halfway down his thighs, cock still glistening and half-hard against his stomach like it was personally offended at being put away so soon.
He watched her move across the dim office like a woman trying to outrun her own skin.
The amber desk lamp painted her in warm gold and long shadows; every step made the torn remnants of her white dress whisper against her calves like dying confessions nobody wanted to hear.
She disappeared through a narrow door he hadn't noticed before.
Thirty seconds. Maybe forty...
