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In his big muscled arms, Sumire struggled to free herself from his grip but Mort easily lifted her with one hand, clasped around her waist to prevent her from going back inside the Viccini House.

"Listen to me just this once please?"

Sumire pleads with Mort as the hunk walk towards his parked car nearby. She got no answer from him.

“Look! I just wanted to make sure he’s okay! He’s my responsibility! I am the one who invited him here! ”

Sumire shouted as Mort's grip tightened around her. Jaw-clenched, his face remains rigid.

“You are not going anywhere. We’re leaving. ”

Mort firmly said and he entered her into his phantom car. Sumire was still struggling, bites him, and her nails dugs into his arms which were already reddened and full of her scratch marks. The hunk's face remains stoic, hot, and unbothered from the pain inflicted on him. He made her sit in the front seat and when Mort was about to fasten the seat belt around her, Sumire hit her head on his face but Mort quickly dodge an
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