Masquerade: His forbidden Obsession

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kingdom with an iron fist. It is a miracle I got to actually call her by the silly pet name I had for her until now. Normally, she would have had me trained to

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lence. But, as I want to live the luxury I came to love, I have to play along. So, if granny wants me to play doll, I’m the first to put on a puffy pink chiffon dress. As I’m eavesdropping on my father and brother discussi

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rattle in front of her great-grandson’s face

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