Chapter 918

"Good morning love,"

Arianna woke up to Marcel peppering butterfly kisses on her jaw and nuzzled her neck, deeply inhaling her scent as if she was a drug that he was addicted to. Well, that was not entirely wrong. He was fucking addicted to her.

"Morning," Arianna croaked, sleepy-eyed, and turned he...

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