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08: Triggered
'Do you wish to die today...?'
The question still rang in Mystique's head. Why did she have to slap the man...?
Traces of sweats could be seen on her forehead and her hands tremble at their side as a deadly aura could be felt around them and it was raging from none other than Damien, who looked like a monster as his eyes had turned a darker than usual and his stance was not what Mystique liked.
"Has the cat caught your tongue, you seem to be rapping a few moments ago" the monster stepped forward, cornering poor Mystique against the wall again. "Answer Me...!" Damien Martinez's voice rose in fury and that was what Mystique finally snap.
Her breathing took a sudden turn, heavy and brutal like she had just run a long race. Sweats ran down her forehead like water and her eyes started to water as they stared at Damien with so much twinge and adversity, her eyes pop out as her breathing went
Diana MatthewHello, I have put a lot of afford in this book to make it work and I'll be more than happy if you like reading it as much as I loved writing it and please, support me with your reviews, I yearned for them like we need air to breath. Writing is just like drug to me and I've been doing it for three days now and I believe as the days passes, I believe am improving as well. Thank you for taking your time in reading this, I love you so much for that. Bye!!
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Stained 11: Together
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Stained 12: Uncle
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Stained 13: Possessive
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Stained 14: Craziness
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Stained 15: 10 Percent
Mystique stared hellaciously at the man who had a stolid expression as he worked on patching Mystique's wounded arm as they were now in the kitchen where, she was sitting on the counter, a first aid box opened widely beside her. Unanswered questions sprinted through her head as her eyebrows narrowed in disconcertment. The little melodrama that took place earlier was still fresh in her brain but how could she forget such a chronicle play in just a few seconds. she continued to stare unblinkingly at Damien, who unremitted what he was doing. Mystique shifted her gaze away as she blinked a few times. Should she ask, she had a right to ask right?, Would Damien snap at her for being nosy. Mystique couldn't stop reckoning till she finally came to a decision. "Damien..." Damien interposed. "She's my aunt, turned stepmom. My dad married her a week after my mom's deat
Stained 16: Defensive
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