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When the grumpy mmc refers to falling head over heels in love with the fmc “the curse”..🤭🤭🤭

“She has been mine, quietly, for years.”
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The grumpy mmc called the fmc “my Mila”..🤭

“I’d go home and jerk off to you,” I continue. “Stroke my cock raw, picturing your mouth around it. One time—fuck—one time I couldn’t stop myself.”
I lean closer.
“I stole your glasses from your desk. Wore them while I came. Imagined your eyes staring up at me. Begging.”

Sir wtf??😂😂😭😭

"His naked self sits next to me on the bed, big dick swinging around semi-hard. I try not to look at it, but I swear it’s the one looking at me."

“Do you want me?” I ask.
“Yes.” No more shame.
“Do you love me?”
“Deadly.”
For a moment, something warm flickers under my ribs—reflex, muscle memory. But it dies. He killed it.
“Ask me too.”
His eyes search mine, terrified in a way that makes me want to both laugh and scream.
“…Do you want me?” he whispers.
“Not anymore.”


This book is so funny😂😂

I’m about to demand where Mila is when the bathroom door swings open. Mila walks out wearing the exact expression I recognize from three years of memorizing her—tight pinch between her brows, faint downturn of her mouth.
Her period started.

This is so funny for some reason 😂😂