I Blackmailed a Streetfighter
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Última publicación mié, dic 19, 2018
He got closer and closer by the second. I tremble and I took steps back to get as far away form that Monster.
"What? Are you scared?" He smirked.
I didn't said anything as I looked at him in fear.
"I promise you, I don't bite." He glance at the black pocket knife while I was pointing it at him.
He looked at me with that disgusting smirk and said,
"But I could if you let me."
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