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... e radiated menace, and I could feel her strength deep in my bones. Watching her effortlessly handle those guys with minimal movement confirmed my suspicion that she was incredibly powerful. And her skills... they were something I was determined to acquire, no matter what.

It was the dead of night when I arrived in the Pleasure City, a haven of entertainment where pleasure knew no bounds. I planned to visit one of the brothels to copy the skills of the prostitutes, aiming to bolster my st ...

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The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

“I’m afraid I’m not worthy of you.”

“So am I.”

“I haven’t really dated, so I don’t know what love is.”

“I don’t know either.”

He held my hand gently, “But I know this. When I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I feel that my future is filled with hope.”

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