Chapter 334

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200. WHO ARE YOU?

SIGRID

Silas tensed the moment I got close, his breathing growing

heavier, and I could hear the rapid hammering of his heart against

my chest.

He remained rigid in my grasp as I wrapped my arms around his

back, my face burying itself in his neck.

His hair tickled my nose, and that delicious citrus scent clung to

his skin—like a tree heavy with ripe oranges.

For some reason, I suddenly craved a juicy orange.

"Just a few seconds. We’re only pretending, Silas," I whispered,

slightly worried,

kiss me more..."

silence of

so grateful

myself.

faster..." I moaned

I expected Silas

just stood there, still,

ridiculous wailing right

Curious footsteps approached.

trash bins

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I played

dark alley—when in reality, I was the one taking

poor Silas.

realize what a terrible actress I

took my next step.

slave! How dare you bite

him away abruptly, grabbing my

as if to strike him,

the

"What’s going on here?"

people?! Were you spying

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