Chapter 61 What Does Rocco Want From Me?

Avaline

A feather-light touch on my head made me stir. Was I hallucinating, or was someone softly stroking my hair? It felt so good! No one had ever done that to me since my mom died. A throaty moan of pure pleasure escaped my lips. Suddenly the fingers retracted, and I felt the cold air envelop me....

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