Chapter83 The Specimen

Ethan

The black cotton bra lay quietly in my hand.

The soft fabric rested against my palm, and a faint trace of fragrance drifted into my nose.

My brow twitched sharply. My expression darkened by the second.

Fine.

Just fine.

Luna Asher, you've really outdone yourself.

I tossed the bra back to...

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