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My bag fell on the floor and I bent over to pick it. I figured my skirt was a bit too short and I felt uncomfortable. Luciano wasn't looking at my direction, so I quickly grabbed my bag and turned to the room. Pfffffff! I feel like a Korean actress. Those ladies would intentionally wear almost nothing and expect no one to look. Well, not my problem. I grabbed a pair of skinny jeans and slid into it. I changed my top into a V-neck and tried to raise it up so it doesn't reveal my boobs. On a normal day, I would have loved to show off a little but with Luciano's hungry gaze, I rather not start what I can't finish. When I was finally convinced this was the best outfit, I brushed my hair backward and returned to the sitting room. Luciano was sitting there comfortably with his legs on the

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