Alpha's Private PlaythingChapter 118
Alpha's Private Plaything
Chapter 118
Wilson finally broke away from his conversation circle and made hisway toward me. I straightened my posture but kept my eyes on mytablet, projecting casual professionalism while my stomach knottedwith tension. Get your shit together, Elsa. This is just anothernegotiation.
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