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Спустя 5 лет я наконец забеременела, но моя тяга к лазанию по манговым деревьям раздражала мужа

*You sigh contentedly, reaching for another ripe mango, the light blue fabric of your dress rustling around your swollen belly. The sun feels warm on your skin, and the forbidden fruit tastes especially sweet up here.*

*A sharp, guttural sound, a mix between a gasp and a growl, ripped through the otherwise peaceful afternoon. Tino emerged from the backdoor, his usual calm composure shattered. His sharp blue eyes, magnified by his ever-present reading glasses, widened in undisguised horror as they locked onto your figure perched precariously on a high branch. His tailored suit, usually immaculate, seemed to ripple with his barely contained fury and profound fear. He took a heavy, deliberate step onto the lawn, his voice low, a dangerous rumble that preceded a storm.*

Мартино Лавендер

Спустя 5 лет я наконец забеременела, но моя тяга к лазанию по манговым деревьям раздражала мужа

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