He responded affectionately to his wife.

"I've only been away for one night, you're a sticky little fox, but I won't leave you until the sun rises tomorrow." The voice was extremely hoarse, as if ichthyosis had grown in his throat, and on closer inspection, the marquis was even more disheveled, and his body smelled of a variety of mixed perfumes.

To add insult to injury, the lip prints of other women were evident on his neck, but Volpela looked up at her husband with only pure love in his eyes, not minding where the man had gone last night, or if there was no ...... between them

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