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I hope you didn't think I actually died, Patron.
Goodness no. I am very alive. Feeling good!
Chapter 4 reveals the nature of the curse, so read along and enjoy it. Imagine me like some kind of frizzy-haired salt bae above a large pot, but instead of salt its boobs and orgasms and the pot is this story. I am still wearing the sunglasses, fear not. That is what is going to happen with this story and I hope you have the pallet for all the heat coming up.
Sorry for posting a day late, although I preemptively mentioned this might happen a few rants ago, I got into the groove of posting at a certain time and posted later than I typically do so I can't help myself.
Anyway, enjoy the chapter and enjoy the weekend as well!
Ta ta~
~Michelle