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Alessio was done.

He quietly piled the bed sheets on the floor into a cozy nest and dropped on top of them like a nonverbal ‘kiss-my-sass’.

“I want sleep. Or death. Whichever comes first.” He mumbled, sardonically waiting for Sir Scary to stop standing where Alessio was forced to sit up for be dragged upright by the handcuffs.

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