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Sept. 17, 2024, 8:29 p.m.
- Description
- Armand handed him a cigarette that he lit but didn’t have the appetite to smoke. Louis accepted and brought it to his lips, inhaling hungirly.
There were no stars in the sky that night.
Armand sighted. “What am I doing, Louis?”
“You call me Louis and him lover?” The cigarette’s tip glowed with calm, red light. “Don’t even start with that coy act. You are grooming my replacement right under my nose and trying to rope me into your weird fetish.”
