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udy's door interrupti

delicate glass panes of the red wooden door

om

ate brass design of the d

e him run some tests on the girls." I

ur of t

h of

d a bunch of their men. I made some calls for all my companies telling my men

flight by eight in the morning. It was a hurdle keeping track of everything. I trust my men, us

estions. Natasha De la Rose wasn't known for her kindness, she could easily have killed her, sold her parts.

door. Whoever it was knew I'd seen them and took off. I das

ying to figure out who she was. She trips and falls letting out a shriek nursing her

ll fragile figure trembling at my sight. I forcefully pulled her o

t. I wasn't trying to steal anything"

es run the

ared you'

done that ea

looking down at

head back to

r water" I heard her b

d or water in days" I could see

fore stealing from me, shooting at

Please forg

nstance!" I yell. She flinch

*

e. I hated Latesha for selling me off like some object, a mere commodity. I sit up on the bed carefull

mpanied by an older man and a maid carrying a tray

anding the tray to me which

nd takes my twisted ankle. "Is this poisoned?" I whisper at Pedro who just

nd leaves me to the maid who carefully massages my foot sending shar

n me this is

you" th

age with long blonde flowing hair, a cute button nose and a cute beautiful face

gulp, swallowed the Chine

t us here." The glee in her eyes was contagi

e it here, we work for the rest

s an education and better jobs. We have no where to g

. Startled by

the cucumbers lost

she furrowed her amiable face le

uld he

at interrupting out l

, picks the little towel she came and hurries to t