Gone bad for him

Gone bad for him

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"Do you recognize this man?" I asked sliding the picture closer to him. "No." He's deep voice filled the interrogation room. I was getting annoyed because he didn't even share a glimpse of the picture. "Look at him dammit, this is Henry Smith, co-founder of Flintstone enterprise. At approximately 10:30AM, September 24th he was found dead in his office." I said looking deep in his chromatic eyes. He showed no emotion, no sweat, nothing. "Cause of death says a bullet straight to the heart. Miraculous aim Mr Sanchez." For the first time since he got here, he's blank face presented me a smirk.
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She was the only cop who couldn't be on his pay check, and that was very rare in the mafia world. Especially for Xavier De Luca, the one who wasn't afraid of any one and the one who runed the mafia. Her life was no where close to exciting, living each day with the life that was set out for her. Adrianna didn't know what was coming her way, till she looked at the photo with the deep blue eyes looking back at her. After that it was never the same. ________________________________________________ Taking a step forward I went closer and smelt her minty breath. I could smell her bubblegum scent. I could finally touch her, reaching out I twirled a strand of her golden brown hair while she just looked into my eyes, lips parted and her breath laboured. With my other hand I touched her lips with my thumb, cherry lip balm. Putting my hands on her waist I could see she was holding on to her gun ready to fire. I smirked at this, my feisty girl. "You are mine kitten, I'm not letting you go ever." _________________________________________________ (mature read if you comfortable-violence/sexual content)

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