She is the Utopia
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"Put your hands off me, why do you care too much?" I shrieked while nudging him away.
"I am no lawyer for nothing," he said and held my arms tighter.
"You haven't broken rules. Taming me like a freak petty girl is not within your moral codes. Put these off, you are not responsible of me," I begged and silent tears joined my desperation.
He was taken aback by my soft weeping, he held me off. "But I think it's my personal obligation not to let the girl I love go. Yes, you haven't paid me to be your goody-goody lawyer, and me risking my life for this, for you, is not a part of my profession. So please, just let me protect you."
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