Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

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choed in the street as the few remaining

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blinked, disorient

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open the door and crouched low

gure emerged from the darkness. Tall an

features, she could still see his intens

ss his side, seeping thr

, breathing heavily, an

ws, each armed to the teeth. Their faces were etched with

down. Now, fi

his gun and pointed it towards the fa

es, as she was meant to be

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a vision from a dream-or a

ened, his eyes gleaming

oman before, and he wasn't about to

g him off, I'll help m

gainst the shattered window, pr

oice trembling as she tried to p

ing her shoulder tightly as he leaned closer, his hot breath on her

purse. In one swift, desperate motion, her fingers closed around

shock as blood spurted from t

er eyes, which were so full of fear just a s

beauty had transformed into a bloo

u're askin

, then fury overcame them, and they c

ugh the chaos, sha

ull the pen out! He'll

in their tracks. No one

ess suddenly sprang to life, gun in hand, and un

that it was clear his inj

ollapsed in a bloody heap, a bullet ha

d splatter. But her clothes and legs weren't so luc

gh

scent hit her, and

rom retching, knees bucklin

round her waist, pulling her upright. The man's

n't you so badass just a s

ng him away, her face

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black-clad men suddenly emerged from th

howed silhouettes of these men,

ion, and Khloe could tell at a glance

ket launchers with practiced ease, a

ke an elite strike force-

l started dropping to their knees

f them bowe

Mr. Watson," the leader

itched. "Are you