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Chapter Seven

CHAPTER SEVEN

VANESSA'S POV

The door crashed open, a smattering of swearing ensued, I felt myself being picked up. Then a soft bed, I was dropped on a soft bed.

"You're lucky I kept your bag intact."

I felt the cool nuzzle of the inhaler in my mouth, then that precious minty, fresh air that revived my lungs.

"Take a deep breath bitch...yesss...."

I threw back my head, my eyes watering from my near death experience.

"Ventolin inhaler, salbutamol." Tiger was reading the content of the inhaler loudly. Catching my breath, I turned to look at him. I was frightened when our eyes met instead. I looked away quickly, fixing my eyes on the ceiling instead.

He was close to me, he still smelt nice, but he still had this cigarette smoke smell and I didn't like it.

"Hungry?"

I shook my head, not looking at him. My stomach rumbled loudly, I felt my cheeks heat up when I heard him scoff loudly.

"Stop acting tough bitch. You'll die soon."

He left after saying that, not before cuffing me to the bed
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