Chapter 74 Aftermath act 18

Nancy

Milo didn't even look at the waitress at my feet. He was watching me with a sad face.

"She touched me," he said in a whiny voice. Had the man no shame? We were in the middle of a group with his men. Without letting go of my grip on the woman's hand, I leaned over and kissed his cheek, whi...

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