Destined To Be His

Destined To Be His

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"You know that eventually you'll give up, because I never lose. So you be ready for another loss and then I'll claim you as my winning reward, love." He said close to my ear. Oh god why I went to that bar. Now I can't run anywhere because I know that wherever I'll go he'll find me. However hard I'll try in the end it'll be my loss but still I can't make myself weak in front of him. So instead of getting angry I told him calmly "The game is on, because I'll not give up without fighting so be ready for the fight." He replied seductively "Sweetheart if you gave up it wouldn't be fun now." With that he left.
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