LENA
He touched my neck and slid his hands down my breasts.
“You’ve gotten prettier, how do you manage to do it?” he said with a frisky tone.
“What are you talking about, I don't know you,” I retorted, moving away from him.
“You don't need to know me, it's not important anymore,” he replied, grabbing my arms with a firm grip and slamming me to the floor.
His tongue grazed my breast as he crawled up to my face and softly bit my neck. “Orders were to kill you, but I figured out it's better to have you for myself once again, Lena,”
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