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Hannibal
Margot, always hiding in the shadow of her brother; lurking around as Mason plot against Hannibal and how he would catch him, tore him in to pieces and toss him to the pigs. The words that comes out of Mason mouth starting to drown out every time Alana's eyes catches Margot's green one; so mesmerizing, dark and mysterious. Margot, who's always standing by the meeting room door in her tight skirt but there's something about her that keep Alana up at night, wishing that those devilish smile and curl lips would be whispering enchanted words into her ears as she falls as sleep.
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