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... o, there is nothing romantic in that, he wants to do it for one second and then when I will not be in my senses, he will have his way with me. Or something like that.
And I don’t want that for obvious reasons.
He had my neck on his hold and before he could cut off my oxygen, I would make sure he let go of my throat.
So for that, my eyes glowed red as two lasers made their appearance again.
This time, with precision.
They landed right on Malthus’ face and I ...
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