Chapter 110

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Troy POV I sat back in the seat after getting in the car. Good old Jorge is always a life saver and I appreciate him to no end. "Jorge, I need you to look into something for me." He nodded with a simple. "Okay." I went to open my mouth to tell him what I wanted but surprisingly sneezed. Me… sneezing?! Jorge looked at me surprised through the review. “Do fae get sick?” He asked out loud. Yes, he knows all about me and our family. His family had been employees for many generations and were actually brought over with us. “Not normally… But sneezing can mean many things for us…” I yawned and closed my eyes revelling in the night, being in Milly’s arms. I didn’t want to leave but knew it was best I did especially when I couldn’t help myself with the slight hickeys on her neck. One d

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