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Readora Oasis с 2026-03-13 · видео · 🇬🇧 английский
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"“Six years old.” “Serenity. Look at me.” He stared into my eyes, voice suppressed but trembling. “Whose child is she?” “She’s not yours!” I shouted. “Luca, don’t flatter yourself! I left you for money, why would I bear your child?” “For money?” Luca sneered. “Then now, selling yourself to me for money, is that to save whose pup?” “My ex-boyfriend’s!” “Good… very good.” " "Chapter 1 One night, while working as a designated driver, I accidentally accepted a booking for a Rolls-Royce. The owner turned out to be my ex-boyfriend of seven years ago, Alpha Luca Draven. Luca had one arm wrapped around a tipsy Daisy and used the other to hand me the car keys. I lowered the brim of my baseball cap and took them with a trembling hand, praying neither of them would recognize me. The engine started, and the partition between the front and back seats slowly slid down. Not long after, Daisy’s soft, breathy m0@ns drifted forward, carrying the heavy scent of mating pheromones. Luca’s voice was indulgent. “That’s all you can handle?” Daisy whined sweetly, “Stop… there aren’t any c0nd0ms in the car.” “So what?” “What if I get pregn@nt?” He paused for a second. “Then we’ll keep it.” My he@rt still clenched in dull pain. Seven years ago, he had said the exact same thing to me. That was why we had a six-year-old daughter now, though he had no idea she existed. Even with the partition lowered, the soundproofing might as well have been nonexistent. Every muffled sound st@bbed into my ears like need1es. The veins on the back of my hand bulged as I gripped the steering wheel, but my foot on the gas pedal remained steady. Right now, I was Designated Driver No. 09, not Serenity Stone. For Mia’s medical bills, I couldn’t afford a single complaint. “Luca, slower…” Daisy’s voice was sickly sweet. “What, you don’t like it?” His tone was low and husky, laced with the predatory hunger I had once known too well. Only now, that hunger belonged to another she-wolf. “Ug

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