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Chapter 3 pusi tight pusi fresh

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Alan panicked, and took a step back, ran and hid in his room quietly. The knocking continued. "Hello? Sir Alan?" the voice muffled, outside the door. "Huh?! How do they know my name!?" Alan thought. The knocking grew louder, and more. Until, a loud wood-sounded crash filled the house full of silence. Heavy footsteps could be heard. Alan covered his mouth, peeking a little bit at the outside. 5 men was standing in the room, finding items just like policemen. A man walk towards Alan's bedroom, and saw a faint colour flashed in his eyes. Alan immediately closed the door, but a hand grabbed the door half-opened. "Men!" He shouted. Alan took the cleaning chemicals and poured at him. Of course, it's a childish thing to do, but it's life or death. The man steps away in pain since the bleached liquids entered his eyes. Alan was scared, and silent to extreme shock. The 4 men ran in and took out their guns. 2 wasn't wearing ties, tattooed, waxed hair, combed hair. 1 was wearing a tie and not tattooed nor has waxed or combed hair, just messy hair. The man who was bleached has a shaved head, and seemed to have a beard and wearing a mafia-like suit with a golden rolex watch. Alan stared at them, and admitted defeat. He was brought to the car, black coloured, polished, an vintage one. Seats were dark red, light red striped. The handles were metal, no rust. Seemed brand-new. Just for 6 people to sit inside. Alan sat, wrists and legs tied. There was a man who wore a simple grey suit with a pocket on his chest, no tie, unbuttoned black collared shirt inside, and grey striped, smooth stuffed inside his black leathered pants.

Alan thinked, "Where are they taking me?! I need to get out of here fast!" He struggled to get away, but it was no use. "Boys, tame him."

They injected a liquid into Alan's neck unexpectedly. Alan grunted and was pissed off but a few seconds later, he fainted. It was soon night time. Street lights kept blinking and shining onto Alan's closed eyes, and opened. "What time is it-..?" He soon realized he was lying down, and untied. The boss was the only one who's driving. "Who.. who are you, and what do you want?!" He instantly sat up with his messy hair. The car was drifted to another side of the road, and stopped. There was no other cars on road since it was late. The boss, smirking, and looked confident. He got close to Alan, and lifted his chin and said, "I love you." Alan was completely confused, but was flushed.