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my surprise instead of cowering or laying back, she laughs. She fucking l

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in a bored voice like she would

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retort for

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funny?" I a

s for a mere video when I could live five years of my life

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hy are you m

hat I get my

er-of-factly voice of hers. Its concerning how in one hour of talking

r's freedom. But I don't say that out lo

I go anywhe

we need everyone to believe that we

she repli

a good actor, or a liar." Her eyes snap up to mine before I have even finished the sentence. I don't know why I hate the loo

a voice that is as low as a whisper. An

I reply. I can't convince her with that ex

the wall behind me with her arm against my neck as she pushes me into it with a strength, she doesn't look capable of. Her other hand moves too fast and in another blink, a

my mention of her parents. Does she love them

she presses the blade

" She emphasizes each word with

se to me. She loses focus for a second and that's the only opening I need as I reverse our positions, not caring about the

so slim, so slender and so fucking gorgeous up c

pushing the blade aga

hat I am doing, I take a sniff of her neck. And even though she smells

he love

f of her and I feel something trickle down my neck. Lifting a hand to my ne

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ng eyes, and she just shrugs. I don't know what I

d of deserved it." And then her tone turns venomous and she stalks towards me stopping barely an inch away from me. And even thoug

words feel bitter on my tong

e she shakes her head and

of you slicing my neck…" I am i

stare at her dazed and when she realizes I am not going to say anything, she a