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Forced Affection

Forced Affection

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing1h 31m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Nov 1, 2025
Eden snapped her eyes open and froze. There was someone leaning over her. He had such intense blue eyes that it made her shiver slightly. His long hair, which was damp, flowed down in beautiful chocolate locks. . . . . . . Eden, while on a island somehow finds herself in the arms of a merman. Who is he? Why does he seem to like her so much? And how the actual fuck will she escape? Read to find out.
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