Toxic Heist
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Somewhere in the world there is someone taking something valuable from you.
One of those someones is me.
...........
"Lets keep this short and fast, Shall we love ?" He demanded in a wicked smile.
I took long breathes of air and stepped back.
"What the bloody hell do you want ?" I said my voice trembling.
He stared and smiled at me.
"Oh love, You know exactly what I want."
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