You raised a brow. "You dance Latin, pajarito?"
He snorted at the endearment, a small scowl on his lips. "I can do more than just dance, my dear," he growled.
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You raised a brow. "You dance Latin, pajarito?"
He snorted at the endearment, a small scowl on his lips. "I can do more than just dance, my dear," he growled.
She was an assasin an agent, or a puppet perhaps.
She don't know what is emotions, she's like a robot that follow orders..
They said that she lived to kill.
But she was killed because of knowing what...