Try Me
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I was walking, then all of a sudden I was pulled into an alleyway. I saw this man he was taking off his jacket. "No please stop!" I yell. He puts his finger on my lips. "You're safe." He says soft. "You can help me little one." "W-What do you mean Sir?" "I'll show you!" He says happily. He stabs his hand through my chest, I scream in pain. He rips out my heart. He groans loudly as he rips out his own. And he put his heart in my body, and my heart in his. "I'm free!" He screamed. "What did you do to me?" I yell. "I'll help you later." As he falls, he looks up and his eyes rolled back. And his skin turns flaky. And it soon turn to dust. I look at my hands, "What have you done to me Sir?"
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"Get out," I said in a firm voice, but it shook a bit at the end. The muscles in his jaw tensed when I said that. Instead of getting out, he closed the door and started taking calculative predatory steps toward me. His eyes moved all over my length. My heart started to drum fast. It made me take a step back until my back was flat against the wall. "I said get out," I repeated, trying to sound firm when he was only a step away from me. He stood in front of me with his hands in his pants pocket. "Last time I checked, I still own this place," he said arrogantly in his deep voice, which made me want to sink into the wall. He stood in front of me. "But it's my workplace," I breathed out when he cut an inch of distance between us. His body was not touching me, but my body still twitched as if his calloused hands were moving all over me. I lowered my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself, but my heartbeat raised when I heard steps coming towards us. "Someone is coming. Go from here," I found myself pleading. The steps became louder as if the person were just a few steps away from opening the door. I don't want rumours to be spread here. An evil smile formed on the corner of his lips looking at the distress on my face. "I'm not afraid to be seen with my wife," he said in his deep, low voice, sending shivers down my spine. My eyes snapped towards him in anger. I know he was doing this on purpose because no one here knows we are married. Why is he breaking the deal?

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