Blood Insurance

Blood Insurance

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!!NEW CHAPTERS WEEKLY!! On the run from the revenge of a nation wide human trafficking organisation, ex-police detective Dave fights for his life and the safety of his broken family, when unexpected help walks up to him in the form of a handsome stranger. "It was like a crime scene, capable of making even an experienced forensic scientist to feel sick. The bed was soaked through with blood all the way to the mattress, and the rugs at the sides of the bed and the wood-effect laminated floor around were covered with puddles and splatters in a wide radius. The scimitar was also on the floor somewhere at either side of the bed, but his still half-asleep brain couldn't recall in which direction he tossed it before falling asleep. In the past, he never in his life would have thought that he would ever end up in this kind of a situation. As an ex-police detective, he was used to assessing crime scenes, not waking up with them. He sniggered. It was ridiculous to think that this crazy roller-coaster that his current life was, started at the job centre on a cold winter morning over a year ago..."
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He smirks. "Whatever this is between us, you're addicted just as bad as I am, or you wouldn't have saved my life multiple times. I thought leaving you behind would sort my head out but it didn't, you're everywhere, it's frustrating to be perfectly honest." "There is absolutely nothing between us, you've clearly lost your mind." "Then stop talking. Leave. I won't come looking for you. We'll part ways here." -♧ ♢ ♡ ♤- When I find myself in a dystopian, deserted Tokyo, there are only two things I intend on doing; finding my best friend and killing whoever sent me here. I didn't want to be confined to a cult-like group the Beach, and I certainly wasn't planning on the Yakuza being out for my blood. To make matters even worse, I'm forced to see Chishiya nearly every day, I don't know how much more I can handle until I break. I will burn this entire world down, along with its game masters, if it means returning safely home with my friends. (A hate to love slow burn with a vigilante serial killer FMC, and Chishiya being Chishiya.) This work will contain triggering content throughout. Regular updates. My writing playlist for this fic https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLNfHkWw7-pHCXJX1VznoNvpoZFrrfrMr4&si=8PQ2zFe3Tzt_tTc9

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