The Mafia And His Ex-Wife
Archer mocked, raising an eyebrow playfully as I grabbed a rolled-up magazine and began swatting at him.
"You son of a bitch," I cursed, the magazine landing with a soft thud against his arm, eliciting laughter from him. "We can talk now in your study. The kids seem too engrossed in their movie to even notice me."
"Ah, the study. At least I won't be cornered there," Archer replied with a sigh of relief, prompting me to leap from my seat and chase after him, wielding the magazine like a weapon.
"Archer Lancaster, you are dead!" I exclaimed, a grin spreading across my face as I pursued him into the study.
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