Pull The Trigger
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Last published Sun, Jan 17, 2021
"So, do you want me to dance too?" I asked playfully, taking my role seriously.
He only grined at my question, taking a smoke from his cigar.
"Yes. On my lap." He answered quickly in a thick Italian accent, smirking at me.
"Well, I can do so... but I'm not cheap. I'm expensive. It will cost you your life."
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