Chapter 12 The Shameful Whispers

12. The Shameful Whispers

“You’re not my type—fat, clumsy, and a goddamn mess,” Arthur said, and instead of stopping, he stepped closer.

His voice dropped. “Let’s be honest, Ximara. You’re inexperienced. You don’t belong in my world. You walk into places like you think you deserve space, attent...

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