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ding in front of you this cold and torturing night", the timid-sounding voice said, about to 'present' a speech he

ow unless the next words coming out of that untiring little mouth of yours is the price of the house, I sugge

taint of disgust in his voice, knowing there was no way this haughty and temperamental young man could conjure up such an amount.

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don't worry, your boss will see it." He snatched the briefcase in the shaky figure's hand, opened it, was satisfied with the look of the documents in it, sealed it back, then continued. "Tell Chris he better not screw with me. I'll crosscheck these documents later. Fo

nally spoke up. "Sir, I thought I heard him

on Martin's shoulder, he explained almost like a father would explain to his son. "When you pay an organiza

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onic one. "...when paying for Armageddon, you not only pay for accommodation in hell, but also a couple service

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teady, to be calm. Forced her heart to stop beating so fast. Why was she scared anyway? She had nothing to do with his death, right? She closed her eyes for a second, taking delight

epeating to herself, still trying to still herself before facing t

from being you." He gently rose her up, making her stand straight up now, her body weight perfectly shifting and supported partially by him. Then he took his time, and cautiously twirled her round, almost in slow motion, the feeling of an Indian romance movies cameo being this moment's only possible comparison. And then she opened her eyes, and locked her gaze on this mountain of a man she'd somehow managed to snatch all to herself. 'The luckiest girl in the world' she thought to herself. Just then, as her eyes didn't move an inch from Malcolm's, he said, "You weren't given this… So no one can take it away. You…" he dramatically paused, drawing her aura and attention closer to his every word, "... wo

his wrinkled lips from a poor night's sleep, and softly kissed him

of inconsiderable cameras, the indistinct banter from relentless reporters, the audible whisp

ing people's current emotions for, of and about you for th