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Chapter 131 Bruises On His Knuckles

  • Aleksander Makalov stood in the doorway, a dark figure with nothing more than the hallway light illuminating the outline of his impressive, tall frame. I heard the deep steadying breaths he took and watched his shoulders rise and fall. All I could do was to stand at the foot of the bed, watching him while frozen.
  • "Rhea", His deep husky voice caressed my senses and made my heart restart with a hard jump.
  • "Ty prostish' mine to, chto ya' sdelal?",
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