A DEAL WITH THE BILLIONAIRE
TAMARA-KURO
I could hear Arrow sounding out his threats and warnings, full of irritation, full of frustration.
"Look, look, Jemima, I'm gonna send you some money, you can use it and flush your system and get rid of whatever thing is in your stomach," Arrow warned, his threats low and dangerous, his tone a promise. I found inner amusement, mockery, and contempt that overflowed into laughter. Laughter that was poisonous toward Arrow, painful for him to hear: "What the hell do you think you're scaring me with?" A confident and defiant laughter.
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