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... owed off his muscular body. There was an outline of all his abs, but what was even better were the muscles of his arms and shoulders that stood out.

He was looking at a kid, who was lying on the ground while holding his back in pain. His teeth were gritted, yet another determined stare came from his side.

Lucien just looked at him with seriousness, and Theo got up with everything he had.

"You either have a hit on me, or it's just not worth it anymore… Theo." Lucien spoke ...

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