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9| Befuddled
/bəˈfədld/unable to think clearly; confused or perplexed.
Alessandro waited for his woman to come into his room.
When he heard the doors open and close. And the sound of the heels, the air inside the room changes. He asked the girl to fill his glass of bourbon. He usually does this if he senses someone wanted him dead and he is never wrong. He heard the heels clicking on the floor; it means that she is nearing him. He got a good glance at the girl, he was baffled, he never expected that in front of him standing is the woman that is constantly invading his dreams and thoughts. She is wearing lingerie with a garter belt that makes his mind go crazy, red is certainly her color.
This made him wonder as to why this doct
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