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Alice Anderson

"K... Ken. What are you doing?" I whispered.

"Nothing. Just trying to check if I still have that much effect on you and, I just guess right. My closeness means a lot"

"Ken please, not here" I said again in a small tone.

I heard him sigh before stopping his torture but, he didn't let go of me. Suddenly, the elevator stopped moving and got opened. I used that as an opportunity to walk out of it in a hurry before this man do something crazy to me.

I adjust my dress properly and at the same time, couldn't stop admiring the view. Indeed, he spent a whole lot on this building. Looking around, I haven't seen his friends yet though, where we are is still a passage.

I wonder what his friends look like. Are they like him? Are they also mafia that I know nothing about? Or, they're just businessmen.

"Hey! Are you okay?" Again, his voice brought me out of my thought. I had no idea I'd zoned off again.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Where are your friends?" I asked, looking around.

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