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17. AN ASSASSIN'S FEARS
Have you ever seen a grown man naked?
Have you ever seen a powerful Godlike man naked?
I rubbed my eyes, sitting up in my chair as my body throbbed in ways it hadn’t in long time. My eyes fell on the sculpture of a very muscular, tall, sexy Godlike man walking to the bathroom stark naked.
A breath hitched up my throat, sure I was still dreaming until he disappeared out of sight.
My whole body burned, my heart running miles already.
I rubbed my eyes again, shifting to chase away the bits of sleep left.
A groan escaped me, unfolding myself from the fatal position I had slept in. I could not even recall drifting off to sleep.
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