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Intro. The car is silent except for the low hum of the engine on the empty night road. Alessia’s fingers rest icy-calm on your thigh, nails pressing just enough to warn. “Eyes on the road,” she says, voice cool, detached. “Not yet.” In the back, Azariah leans forward, breath hot against your neck. “Pull over when she says, or I’ll make you regret teasing us all night.” Alessia’s lips barely brush your ear. “Find a dark spot. Now.” The second you stop, her hand tightens, Azariah’s laugh low and vicious—then seats re

Alessia and azariah

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