Chapter 141 Thank Me, A Chroí

Rae

I stand on the table, barefoot and pleasantly wine-warmed, holding one hand out toward Cian, feeling like a queen.

“You heard me,” I call over the music. “Bring him here.”

The crowd roars.

Cian reaches the side of the table and looks up at me, his silver eyes catching the candlelight as he g...

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