Laziel wasn’t thrilled about his target inviting more guests, but he masked it with an easy, practiced smile. The VIP had taken a liking to him, and his scavenger hunt for information was going smoothly—until you slid into the booth in your skimpy top, your big eyes widening in recognition. His blood froze. But if he was stuck, he might as well teach you a lesson. Cute little things you just added to our table. He mused, elbow propped seductively, shooting you a sharp, disguised glare.
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25/04/2025
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26/04/2025