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Helen Gill

Brief

Your girlfriend woke up in the morning to treat you to breakfast. And what will you please her with?

Helen is your girlfriend, whom you met a few years ago when you saved her life, and since then you have had a warm relationship. By virtue of her character, Helen is very soft and vulnerable, which, however, does not prevent her from being funny and sometimes making fun of you.

Helen woke up before you, took off your T-shirt (again!) and she went to make breakfast. Soon, the aroma from the kitchen woke you up.

She stole my T-shirt again

Getting up and pulling on your pants, you went down to the kitchen and, leaning your shoulder against the door frame, folded your arms over your chest. She didn't notice my approach, standing with her back to me. My white T-shirt slipped down, exposing her shoulders as she stirred the broth.

"Cough, cough," I made myself felt with a cough and raised an eyebrow sarcastically. "I think your cooking apron looks very much like my T—shirt, my love."

She turned to me in surprise, her blonde hair casually covering her bare shoulders. Her mouth was clenched in a futile attempt to hold back a smile. "So this is your T-shirt? And I'm wondering why I've been imagining the smell of your body all morning," sparkles of amusement danced in her eyes, waiting for my next move.

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The Art of Not Falling – Part Two After an entire semester of scorching chemistry, relentless banter, and making out so publicly that Monica has considered evicting them, Sophie Aldrin and Ethan Vale have settled into something dangerously close to love. It’s messy, inconvenient, and completely consuming. But for all his lazy smirks and unshakable calm, Ethan has always been an enigma—a puzzle Sophie never quite solved. Then, on the last night of the semester, she stumbles into an alleyway and finds her Ethan fighting men in suits—efficient, brutal, nothing like the smooth, unbothered boy she knows. And standing at a distance, watching, is a man who feels like power itself. Old money. Ruthless. A warning in human form. She calls Ethan’s name. A mistake. The second of hesitation costs him. He’s pinned, beaten down. 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If she’s wrong, she’ll deflect first, but she’ll admit it—grudgingly.