“Are you resolute?” In his query, astonishment found no dwelling.

The potency of Millie’s abilities had long been an eyewitness in

Marcus’ regard.

“aye. I will not seek your guidance ad infinitum. My conviction stands tall, bolstered by faith in my own faculties.”

An air of assurance danced upon her visage, her chin held aloft in defiance. Marcus’ fingers, as deft as artisans, caressed her tender chin, a gesture suffused with whispers of endearment.

Millie, wrapped in a cocoon of confidence, proved an even more enchanting sight. Against the commodious divan, Marcus leaned, relinquishing the laptop’s embrace to its cushions. Ah, how sublime it was to possess Millie’s presence.

tender passage, Millie’s countenance

what ails

think I

clandestine perusal. Alas, success would spawn derision, while failure would beckon

every nuance of her demeanor, be it bashful or crestfallen.

of others a concern that burdens your

the couch’s plush embrace, Marcus inched closer, his voice gradually taking on a husky timbre as each

departure. Yet his gaze, akin to that

yearn for repose, then let your lips engage in a

sent Millie’s pulse into a frenzied dance. “Merely a

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