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JACKIE

I soaked myself in work because I didn’t want to go crazy with thoughts of Keith.

Till now, he still hadn’t come back to the Institute.

I was certain that he was having so much fun fucking that teenage girl endlessly.

“God, I hate her!” I said and slammed my pen to my desk.

The pen shattered immediately.

I was deeply infuriated, and I wanted to scream my head off.

Why didn’t I just kill her when I had the chance to instead of just giving her a head injury? She deserved to die for causing me this much. Keith even had to ask me to leave just so that they could have enough privacy; something that had never happened before.

I had tried concentrating, but it wasn’t working.

The door opened and Saint walked in. The moment my eyes landed on him, I became more infuriated.

“What do you want here?” I asked Saint with obvious hostility.

I was even more upset because he didn’t respond to my questions, and worse, he had slammed the door right in my face.

“Why are you so uptight, Jackie?”
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    MIAI opened my eyes slowly.“Ouch,” I said as my hand went to my head.I felt a dull pain at the back of my head, at the exact spot that Jackie had inflicted injury and pain on.“I thought Keith treated it, so why is it still hurting me?” I asked myself.I was a little bit dazed for a few minutes, and I waited for the pain to subside, but it wasn’t working. It was even more painful than before. I felt as though my head was about to fall off even though I was lying down.Lying down where?That was when I looked around and realized that I was in an unfamiliar room. “Where is this?” I asked myself frantically, and that alone, was enough to double the pain in my head. “Ouch!” I was confused as to what to do; think about where I was and how I got here or lie still to calm my throbbing head. Eventually, I realized that I could look around without hurting my head more, and that meant that I could do both at a time, but without being frantic, because that seemed to trigger the pain in my h

  • The Mafia's Slave: Claimed By My Stepbrother   Sex Starved

    JACKIEI soaked myself in work because I didn’t want to go crazy with thoughts of Keith.Till now, he still hadn’t come back to the Institute. I was certain that he was having so much fun fucking that teenage girl endlessly. “God, I hate her!” I said and slammed my pen to my desk.The pen shattered immediately.I was deeply infuriated, and I wanted to scream my head off. Why didn’t I just kill her when I had the chance to instead of just giving her a head injury? She deserved to die for causing me this much. Keith even had to ask me to leave just so that they could have enough privacy; something that had never happened before.I had tried concentrating, but it wasn’t working.The door opened and Saint walked in. The moment my eyes landed on him, I became more infuriated.“What do you want here?” I asked Saint with obvious hostility.I was even more upset because he didn’t respond to my questions, and worse, he had slammed the door right in my face.“Why are you so uptight, Jackie?”

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