VICE CUBE

VICE CUBE

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《A spy being spied? Wow, if I had known, I'd have decided to not remember anything. I don't think a lovely coworker should be treated with vice... anyway, I'm somehow glad you helped me to have a normal life, but I should have known it was trap! Ah, now... it's too late to tell people the game is over before it starts...》 - 𝐽𝑜𝑠ℎ𝑢𝑎 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑠𝑜𝑛 _____________ This story has been written by @DolceYame and @brickmilk Please excuse any mistakes you could read in this story, English is not our native language. We tried our best to make everything meaningful but if there's something wrong, please don't hesitate to say it! All the gifs used belong to the rightful owners. And if you like what you're reading, don't forget to vote! It's important. ♡
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Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.

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