Chapter 122 Two kinds of marks

/-Ayla-/

I glanced at him as I placed my palm on his chest.

“What are you doing? There are people outside.” I mumbled, staring down at my feet, too shy to look directly into his eyes.

“Who dares to come in without my permission?” He retorted in a low, deep voice and I became speechless.

“You are...

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