Arya’s POV “You’re coming with us, maybe after a thrilling night, you wouldn’t be so stubborn” As he spoke he dragged me towards the car, treating my struggles like a two year old throwing a tantrum. I didn’t need two brains to guess what the ‘thrilling night’ entails. He had been doing a terrible job keeping the thing in his pants in check. Amongst all other factors my sprain ankle was the most irritating. At a time such as this I couldn’t even escape if I got a chance. “Wait” I suddenly motioned and they all halted their steps. The car door was already swung open and even in the mess I was, I couldn’t help thinking how they planned to fit me in with them, the thought alone was terrifying. Never mind that, how the hell did they all fit in there? I regained my composure and voiced “you don’t have to do this, I can give you more money than Andrew offered. If you want it double then so be it”My words left them pondering but when I thought I had them I was out of the blue smacked in
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