Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

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As he put on his shirt, a sudden sound drew Tyrone’s attention.

Crack! Tyrone turned his head and saw that Sabrina was taking photos of him with her mobile phone.

Tyrone, whose hair was all over the place, was caught by her camera bending down to straighten his shirt. He looked strong. The rest of his body was hidden by his clothing, but his chest was clearly visible. She was thinking a lot.

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Tyrone grinned, tilting his head at Sabrina’s actions. “So only you're allowed to take photos, Sabrina?” “What? You don’t like it?” Sabrina raised her eyebrows at him questioningly, lowering her phone.

Tyrone leaned over her shoulder to look, his knee sinking into the mattress as he kneeled on the bed. “Con.

Letcheck it out.” The photo taken by Sabrina was outstanding. Even though it was from her phone and not her professional camera, this photo was even more captivating than the ones taken in the stuthe previous day.

“Not bad, right?” Sabrina looked at him expectantly, waiting for his praise.

Tyrone’s eyes flickered to the photo and then to her. He raised his eyebrows. “What will happen if | choose to put this on the magazine?” “No,” Sabrina refused firmly.

“Why not?” Putting away her phone, Sabrina explained, “Your photos are going to feature in a financial magazine. This particular photo doesn’t quite match the theme. It would work better if it were featured in an entertainment magazine.” Actually, Sabrina just preferred to keep this photo to herself. Of course, she wouldn't speak it out. Plus, her rationale made perfect sense. a Tyrone proceeded to button his shirt.

Sabrina glanced at him and got up from the bed. While heading to the living room, she said, “My phone is out of battery. | need to grab the charger.” Tyrone didn’t detect anything amiss. He picked up his tie from the chair and skillfully tied a Windsor knot.

“Tyrone.” Upon hearing his name, Tyrone turned around.

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Crack! Sabrina raised the camera and snapped a photo of him.

In the resulting photo, Tyrone sported a tied tie, looking up at the camera with a serious expression. He exuded calmness, and his eyes conveyed both firmness and gentleness. The photo captured his allure perfectly.

Without her eyes focused, Sabrina got to work. She didn’t even have tto change her clothes. She still wore a miniskirt, barefoot on the floor, holding a camera in her hand with a serious expression.

“What else do you want?” Tyrone asked helplessly, noticing her unwavering gaze.

“Don’t mind me. Just do whatever you want.” Sabrina was determined to get what she wanted by casually taking photos.

Tyrone smiled and made his way to the bathroom.

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