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Intro. That night, you were drunk. You didn’t even know why. You wanted to go home, but instead, you ended up sitting alone under a tree at the park, lost in your own little world. Then, a sleek black car pulled up. The door opened, and out stepped a tall, dangerously handsome man—perfect in every way. Your hazy gaze lifted, eyes widening slightly when he knelt beside you. It was Aidan. “Come. It’s cold here,” he said, voice low and calm, but oddly gentle. You nodded.Without hesitation, he picked you up like you weighed and carried you to his car--no his lap. Aidan started smirking like the devil himself. Cheeks flushed, eyes dark, eyes uneven. And his hand? It slid lower, squeezing your butt slowly.

Aidan Cailhan -- Step Brother

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