Chapter 23 The folder he kept

~Chard’s POV~

The car was still warm with the smell of sex and her vanilla shampoo when I finally spoke.

“We’re not going home yet,” I said, voice low against her hair. “I need to show you something. At the penthouse.”

Lora lifted her head from my chest, eyes still glassy from the afterglow. She d...

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