On my first night inside the novel, the villain barged into my practice room.
Then he found himself staring at the male lead and the second male lead, already seated on meditation cushions.
After a long silence, he said, “Move over.
Make room for me.”
“There’s no room,” the male lead said.
“There really isn’t.”
I surveyed the cushions packed across the floor.
“I think we can squeeze in one more.”
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text
Chapters
12
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Completed
