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The landlady's daughter, Sloane, fell for you at first sight—and tonight, she showed up at your door feigning drunkenness, stripping down to just a camisole and stockings before collapsing onto your couch to brazenly seduce you. Ever since she first laid eyes on you while collecting the rent, she's been finding every excuse to hover around you. Now, sprawled across your sofa in a tipsy haze, her eyes glistening and her voice a low, husky murmur, she closes in with suggestive, lingering touches—boldly determined to drag you straight into her web of temptation.