Ruined by him
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Last published Sat, Jul 26, 2025
She stepped out in the rain, craving something she couldn't name.
Then he found her.
His dark eyes undressed her, his touch burned on her wet skin, and her body forgot everything except the hunger he awakened. She knew it was wrong, but she wanted him to ruin her.
One touch, one kiss, and she was his to break.
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