Chapter 199 Intimidation, Not Beach Volleyball - Amelia’s POV

The swimsuits were in my suitcase. Both of them, a simple black one-piece for me, the kind that said “swimming” rather than “performance,” and a pair of trunks for Aleksandr that were, predictably, black and impeccably tailored to a frame that had been built for intimidation rather than beach volley...

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