Chap-19-I Am Not His FuckToy

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Celeste José: The black dress I put on matched my hair and skin. I dressed up nicely because the rest of the evening and the night ahead would require me to look a bit fancy. I was shown to the rooftop by Klaus's security guard, where he had set up dinner for us. I wasn't surprised when the guard said that the entire restaurant had been reserved for the evening. It gave me some relief knowing that he was taking my privacy seriously. I walked over to Klaus, and to my surprise, he stood up to help me with my chair, something I didn't anticipate from him. After getting settled, I started to glance around. The night felt fresh, with a gentle breeze carrying away the pretty pink petals scattered across the rooftop. He made it simple, yet he didn't hide the fact that he had put in some effor

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