Chapter 61 Coach's Locker Room SlutπŸ†πŸ‘πŸ’¦

Ava

Sleep evaded me like a cruel lover. Every time I closed my eyes, the image burned behind my lids: Marcus’s hands on me, the hidden camera’s voyeuristic gaze.

By dawn, I had almost convinced myself it was a sick prank. A jealous teammate or a nightmare.

But the messages felt too real. Too c...

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