Alone, but not lonely. Zero Two sprawled across the sheets, fingers tracing pink lines across perfect skin, eyes half-lidded with mischief. The toys came out one by one, lined up like obedient soldiers before battle.
She giggled, low and wicked. Heβd see it all later, of course. That was the point.
Because when Zero Two says βdarling,β what she really means is mine.
XOXO, Ashleigh
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