The stolen SUV tore through the rain-slicked back roads, federal sirens wailing in the distance. Marcus gripped the wheel tightly, blood from his shoulder wound staining his shirt. Pera sat in the passenger seat, wearing only a stolen jacket that barely reached her thighs, Marcus’s cum still drying on her skin from their intense warehouse encounter. Lena huddled in the back, bruised but alive.“We can’t outrun them forever,” Pera said, her voice steady despite the chaos.Marcus glanced at her, eyes burning with love and fierce determination. “We don’t need to outrun them. We need to disappear.”He swerved into an underground parking garage beneath one of his old legitimate front companies. They abandoned the SUV and moved quickly through service tunnels. The sirens grew louder, then faded as they descended deeper into the sub-levels.In a hidden reinforced safe room, they finally stopped. Marcus barricaded the heavy door and turned to Pera. The adrenaline crash hit them both hard. He
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