Then, perhaps for the first time, Yg felt the omega’s small hand press up against his chest. The touch burned deep into Yg’s core. Scorching his alpha writhing in pain to claim and knot the omega.

No one bother me!!

WAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cooking as of right now!!!!

"Who did this to you?" My Roman Empire, my Espresso, my Shayla!!!!

I have also been looking for this fic, I was ecstatic and elated....but unfortunately the threads are broken....😓😓😓😓

Jebal....

It's my first time finding a story of yours from the beginning, it's always fragments... I promise I'm here!!!

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MiLady is back bearing gifts?!?!?

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one of the rules of being an army is you need to retweet otsukare when you see it

This is my sign to read this beautiful piece again

I saw this masterpiece and came running

New chapter?!?! Please tell me I'm not dreaming!!!!!