Rejected By My Mate

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Assassino looked from Emelie to me and sighed. "Do I really have to do this?" he groaned. Evelyn jammed him on the head with her fist.

"Shut the bleep up you little bleeping bleeper." she muttered. Assassino stared longingly at the grunge girl's ruby lips. "Pick up your new bleep and throw her over your shoulder."

Assassino looked at me and sighed. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, grunting under my weight.

"God you're heavy."

"Excuse you. I'm a perfect, pretty, skinny little white girl. Now mush." I smacked him on the butt, taking him by surprise and jump starting the molten hot Italian to jump back out the window.

"Where are we going! Omg don't you have a car?" I yelled, swinging my legs around like a pathetic little kid.

"I'm a big scary assassin werewolf who decided I'm in love with you instead of carrying out my job. So now I'm bringing you to my boss." Assassino shrugged.

"Why don't you have a car?" I screamed.

"Because I am the bleepiest assassin to ever bleeping live. I'm instantly in love with all of my contracts. I never make any bleeping money."

"Yunno," I remarked quietly. "You talk just like Evelyn."

Assassino threw me on the street's asphalt. "Don't say that." he grunted walking over me and slightly into the distance. "Get the bleep up."