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Hoping for a miracle

Max jerked my hand, throwing me out of the back of the van. I fell to the ground, ripping the skirt of my dress and tearing the skin on my knee. I landed right next to Damian's bloodied corpse and instantly felt sick. The fury that boiled the blood in my veins mixed with the helplessness I felt made me want to scream, but I knew that I couldn't provoke that mad bastard threatening me.

"Get up!" he yelled, pointing his gun at me. "Get on your feet, bitch, and move to the front!"

He walked closer, stepping his feet right in front of my head. I clenched my teeth and pulled myself up. He smirked as I got up, kneeling before him. I lifted my head and glared at him as he put his gun against my forehead.

"As much as I like you on your knees, we have no time for that." He chuckled, motioning with his gun to force me to move.

Cursing him inwardly, I stood up and started walking to the front seat of the car. I could feel the cold metal touching the back of my head, making me feel as if every
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Debbie Tupou
She is definitely a distraction here. she should have stayed at the penthouse at his suggestion.
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Bella Jersey
That is so evil leaving us like this
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Pamela Erman
I’m sorta turning into a junkie! I check in the morning and get my fix, then I check in the afternoon and get another fix!! Have I said this story is GREAT today??…..Soooo good!!!
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