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β―ππππ~πππ'π ππππππ β― (πππ πππππ βΏ ππ ππππππ) ππππ‘π‘ππ ππ¦ π΅ππππππ14 Β©2025Β© π‘π πππππππ14 No part of this book should be published, copied or translated or i Sue you. It's been signed under fβ¦ckin platforms and apps. You copy, you get sued! β CHAPTER (20) TWENTY MAI'S POV The air was crisp as I walked up the long driveway toward Romanβs mansion. The storm that was supposed to rain from this afternoon had left, but the sky was still dull, veiled in low-hanging clouds. Everything smelled like rain and damp earth. I didnβt know why I was coming back here, not that I had a choice. Maybe I needed to clear my thoughtsβ¦ or maybe I needed to see him. The gates had been left open with guards watching. Typical Roman. I stepped into the garden, expecting silence, but I stopped mid-step
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