2.14 Torture

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Simone POV “Good morning, my love,” Vincent whispers in my ear from above, bending over the bed. He rubs his nose down my cheek and places a soft kiss on the corner of my mouth, making my lips quirk up in the corners. I peek at him from my heavy eyelids. “Where are you going?” “My office to sign some forms, then I have to run to the club and pick up the ledgers. I have a surprise coming for you in an hour so get up and shower. I left a mango papaya smoothie and some muffins for you in the fridge.” “What’s coming in an hour?” I ask groggily, stretching out in bed while he’s watching my cami ride up with heated eyes. “You’ll see,” He smiles, kissing my lips one more time before leaving the room. I groan, rolling over and pulling his pillow towards me, burying my face in it. I drift ba

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