Chapter 15: Concealed Touches and Burning Possessiveness

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Inside the soundproof consultation room 402, Dr. Petter Cross regained control of his emotions with remarkable composure. His professional mask was flawlessly back in place. He offered a faint smile, opened a drawer in his desk, and took out a flexible silver measuring tape. "Alright, Anna. Before we create your diet plan and calculate the proper calorie deficit, I need to manually take your body measurements," Petter said. His voice sounded calm and authoritative, exactly like that of a dedicated physician. "Please stand over there." Annabelle nodded obediently. Without the slightest suspicion, she rose from her chair and stood upright in the middle of the room. Anna took a deep breath, instinctively trying to pull in her soft stomach because she felt insecure about her current body sh

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