Everything Happens For A Reason
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Last published Mon, Mar 11, 2024
"Not talkative much?" he asked, pointing out that Ruikor did most of the talking whenever they got asked a question.
The white-haired man was about to answer for her once again. His brows furrowed in disapproval. The way Phoenix spoke to her was far from what he'd let go unnoticed.
However, Kassandra beat him to it. Stepping forward as she spoke, one of her brows raised.
"Dying to hear my voice, are you?" her response made him chuckle.
"She speaks," Phoenix teased.
Earning him a slight slap to the chest from the back of Persephone's hand along with a scolding look but he ignored it.
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sexual assault
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