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'I wish to return to my life in my country', she replied.

'Haahaaaha', He started laughing at her.

She stared at him blankly; she shouldn't have trusted him. Now here she is, sitting like a fool!

'I knew you wouldn't do that', she said dejectedly. He lifted his arm to caress her lower lip with the pad of his thumb and rubbed it lightly. Then he traced his hand over her neck. He could feel her gulp, his hand glided under her shirt and rested on her shoulder. Her heart was beating fast, with his hand still lingering on her body. She hated how he doesn't feel the need to ask for her permission before touching her. She flicked her tongue on her lips and waited for his next step.

He yanked her shirt, to open, with his hand, which exposed his mark over her breast.

'What about this ?', he asked her with a straight face.

'Wha..what do you mean?', She asked.

Frankly, she was a plastic surgeon herself, and removing it won't be a big deal for her, she thought. But clearly, he wasn't asking about
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