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MELISSA'S POV

I had never felt my heart drop so hard in my life as I jumped off of Damien and covered myself with a couch pillow. Milo sat in a chair in the corner of the living room, watching us intently.

"Milo," Damien covered himself the best that he could with his hands, "we, um..."

Milo eyed Damien skeptically, a wicked smile tugging at his lips. "Well, don't let me ruin your good time."

I was terrified as dark scenarios kept running through my thoughts of what Milo would do to me the moment Damien left.

He was an evil son of a bitch, and I knew he wasn't happy.

Damien looked over at me with a confused expression before he stood up, but Milo jumped up and reached into his pocket. In three steps, Milo was in front of us with a gun in his hand. He pointed it at Damien as I shrieked, making him sit back down.

"Dude, what the fuck?" Damien croaked. "What the..." he looked over at me as my own fear gripped my chest.

Milo waved the gun to get Damien's attention again. "You two were in
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