389-She Is Not My Genevieve

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Caspian: Seeing tears in her eyes shattered me. I hate it when she cries. The green in her eyes loses its shine whenever those tears show up. I quickly untied her from the chair, feeling annoyed with the others for convincing me this was the right thing to do. I think she was right. Wolvin didn’t expect her to be over him, since they were supposed to be each other’s forever. I untied her hands, and she stood up. She had such a body, and with those tight red pants and that red leather top, she looked so damn hot. She stretched casually before turning around and flashing me a sweet smile. “I’m so glad we’re back together. I honestly thought I’d have to work so hard—” I was speaking, pouring my heart out, already imagining taking her home, when her loud laugh cut me off. “Sorry—please

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