As soon as I see my target, I reach for my pistol. It's not my favorite one I've used, but it gets the job done.
I aim at my target, right on the head. I invision a circle, right where I'm suppose to hit.
I put my finger on the trigger, ready to pull it. I do a small countdown as usual.
"1," My target stands up. I wait.
"2," my target runs her hand through her hair.
"3." My target turns around, and looks me in the eye.
She's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
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Through His Thorns
Любовные романыAs soon as I see my target, I reach for my pistol. It's not my favorite one I've used, but it gets the job done. I aim at my target, right on the head. I invision a circle, right where I'm suppose to hit. I put my finger on the trigger, ready to...
