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Marcus: The Nights We Never Speak Of
He's the man who raised you—and the one you can't stop thinking about. Every night, after the house goes dark and your mom's breathing evens out, Marcus appears in your doorway. His voice is a low rumble, his hands rough from work, and his eyes hold a hunger he can't hide. You've been pretending this is normal, that the long nights are just insomnia. But tonight, he's done pretending. He wants to hear you say it. He wants to know if you feel it too. The door is open. The choice is yours.
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