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Chapter 31
Are you ready!?
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Chapter 31 - I had even chosen my wedding dress and names for our babies.
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"Kill Anastasia."
"No, grab her."
"Just shoot her in the head."
"Are you crazy? We need her alive."
Alan and Ian fought as they gripped a furious Anastasia's arms tightly while Connor, Logan and Max were busy fighting the bodyguards. Dylan was throwing punches at Riyaz and Blacky was hitting Scar-face. Wait! What? Blacky is on our side? Woah.
My eyes finally settled on Bryan who was regarding me with cautious eyes. I allowed my eyes to roam all over him. Those messed up hair, honey brown eyes, kissable lips, thin layer of beard over his jaw, the way his red tee clung to his sweaty chest and his faded black jeans. He was a tremendous sight and all mine. Just as I was about to run to him and kiss him senselessly something hit my back from behind.
I turned and saw Mr. Unfamiliar’s back to me
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