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Chapter 4 2. My smile will be your last image

Word Count: 1295    |    Released on: 13/05/2023

stay?" Adam asked sittin

e a vacation." I s

o take a vacati

are of me, Adam. Go liv

o live for at this point, m

ourself to other people. I said, staring at his fingers intertwined w

." He spoke, sw

anything happens to you." I sp

another planet knowing everything you want to do and not being able to b

. I'm not going to change my mind, I'm going to move on even if it's the only thing I do." I looked deep into his

r." He said with a corner sm

I love you I had said was to my

beautiful woman, and guarantee your passage to pa

aring at the flat screen TV in fron

ean Islands to evaluate the woman you choose,

each your height, D

orts me."

bbed my bag from behind the couch and headed outside, straight to the black car that was waiting for me. When the drive

er was already waiting for me outs

ed looking through me to t

ied facing the men he

Following me beside him to the

happening not only in the German company, but in all our subsidiaries, boss by boss, position by position, all the negot

lot in common. Once inside the jet we sit facing each other, he studies me, his eyes going from my knee-high boots, to my black leather dress with cleavage that I was only saving before because of the cape, and he stops at my eyes. Any other woman would be intimidated by his inspection, but the only thing I felt was defiance hovering in the air. Which made me return his gaze as he tried to decipher me. Meyer was dressed in cloth pants, a button-down shirt, and his starched suit on t

wing us and everywhere I looked there were men and more men with guns. Little did they know. My gaze visited every inch of the place before I went through the door next to

prise!" He said with a broad

er cut to the chase and his ex

aid still staring at

ve access to the outside of the house an

way, I even think it's finished

he marks of torture. I sighed as I saw him get beaten a few times, so I approached him and inspected him, his suffering expression, the sweat running down his body, but what caught my attention wa

mumbled in his languag

y without the strength to face m

ается здесь. " I spoke moving closer so

lled out the gun that rested on the back of my hip. I aimed at his forehead and smiled at him, this would be the last thing he

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