‘What’s wrong, miss? Ain’t I done right?’ Melusine’s mind was reeling, but she reached out and seized his wrist. She had not nursed Leonardo for weeks for nothing. Eyebrows knitting, she looked towards the ground a few feet away from him, guiltily. He always followed by showering her with kisses, embracing her tightly as she squirmed and giggled. And when I ask you why it is you do so, you have no answer. Such a beautiful boy he is, but his intelligence is marginal. Money was not necessary; indeed, it would have embarrassed all concerned.
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