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... Breathless.
Mirea’s chest rose and fell where she lay slumped in the chair, one arm flung over the backrest, sweat trickling slowly down the curve of her neck.
Her legs were limp, parted slightly, and her mouth hung open as if trying to remember how to breathe.
"Ahn~"
A moan slipped past.
"Haah... how... how could something this ugly... be this tasty?"
The silence broke with laughter—not hers.
Across from her, Vex leaned back in his chair, ...
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