Chapter 17: A Villain In My Story...

Levi.

Seated in the family box, watching Kenya, the girl that plagued my days and haunted my nights, dance profoundly.

Since that night she had been dessert, sleep eluded me. Visions of her, splayed, receptive to me, a torment. Her taste, her scent, still clung to my tongue.

I could still f...

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