An Emotional Collision

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Pov Mattia. Jennifer is wearing a tiny green dress that matches her eyes. Her hair is perfectly styled in a high ponytail, and she has heavy makeup on her face that hides any imperfections. While many might find this appealing, I confess that I love to see women without any makeup, being natural. «Something I'll never see in her» "I don't know what you're talking about Jen" I say affectionately before turning to her and kissing her cheeks, but not without warning her, "don't even think about touching my painting, understood?" I lock eyes with her, successfully intimidating her. I hear her curse under her breath and would even swear she clenches her fists, but I pay it no mind and leave the mansion for the café near the company. A few minutes later, I arrive at the place where I agreed

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