Chapter 92 Not Pity

ALYSSA’S POV:

Late at night, the sound of Vince's keyboard echoed in the room. I was on the bed. Grinning widely, a mug of warm tea forgotten in my hands, completely captivated.

Lately, I found my eyes admiring my man too much. Eventually, he stopped typing and raised his head.

Our eyes locked...

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