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When Sakura had come out tonight, it was to have a few drinks and maybe find a quick fling; she hadn't intended to be drawn into the orbit of the prettiest creature she'd ever laid eyes on.
The little golden-eyed goddess would be hers by the end of the night.
She just had to get rid of the shitty boyfriend first.
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