Vanilla Scented Candles

Vanilla Scented Candles

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Just 20 and in college, Clemine Jarst just got back to her house after class at the university, which is roughly an hour away. Only after she gets inside does she check her pockets to make sure everything is there. "Phone, keys, bus pass, and wall-. Wait, where is my wallet?" A mob boss by the name of James Cameron, not the movie writer, is walking to his car after a hard day at work. Working being some tasking mob work. Right as he is about to make a turn left to the parking lot with his car, he sees a Spider-Man wallet laying on the ground. Inside is 5 dollars, a financial aid business card, another financial aid business card, a bank statement, a school ID, and a drivers license. "Clemine Jarst, huh. Poor bloke dropped her wallet. Ha, poor is right. How does someone only have 6.67 left in their bank account?" After some consideration, he takes pity on the girl. So much he decides to be a good guy, which is saying something considering he is a mob boss after all.
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My Boss

And there I stood, with my mouth wide open, my hands shaking, and my legs frozen. My boss looks up from his victim that is laying dead at his feet before wiping his bloodied hands on his shirt. As he saunters over to me, with a devilish hint in his eyes, all I could think about was how freaking pissed I was for my own body betraying my mind when it told me to run. I take a deep breath and close my eyes as he reaches his red stained hands towards my face, knowing this could be my last moment on Earth. Bracing myself for death to happen upon me, I clench my eyes shut tighter and curse myself for not being more brave. You might be wondering how I've ended up in this situation. Well, it all started 6 months ago, when I met the gorgeous stranger who now is holding my fate in his hands....

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