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18. Dima

**She's my possession.**

“Fuck! Fuck!” I yell, apprehensive about what the girl will do. It’s either she reports Akim or she extricate from him which will hamper our plans.

Fucking hell.

It was just as if she looked into my dark soul. As if she saw the darkness reeling through me whereas she only looked at the camera.

Before I recollect my wildly running thoughts, I find out my fist grips my computer so tightly it might break. My breath seizes.

I don’t get this shit I’m doing but I can’t help it. I can’t douse the curiosity roaming through me about this Dawn girl. I want to watch her every minute of the day, very important.

Whenever I watch her I feel bouts of satisfaction zinging through me.

I’ve not felt her whole body against me but I feel this visceral connection toward her. I feel the urge to claim her.

Like she’s mine to claim.

Like she’s my possession.

Still, the red light hammering through me about uncovering the past I shelved in the recesses of my mind doesn’t stop.

I feel l
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