CLAIMING HER
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MatureOngoing
Last published Sun, Jan 5, 2025
One day, I woke up and found a prepared breakfast on my table. Later, I came home and there was already a prepared dinner on my table. The whole house was clean, and even my laundry was done. The very next day, I found gifts on my table, in my locker room, in my bag, and everywhere among my belongings. I found this situation quite weird, especially when things started to get even stranger. I woke up and discovered red kiss marks on my neck, shoulder, and even on my breast. It's weird and I am getting scared, because I live alone. Who is this from?
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