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“Now, be a good girl and smile for the camera.” With one last jerk of my face, he released me and stepped back. That was when I noticed that a tripod was set up, with a phone. The screen was facing me, so I was able to see that Snake was recording this. “As you can see, I have your lovely wife here. If you want to see her alive, I suggest you meet me at the address that I have enclosed with this video. If I so much as smell anyone else, I will slit her throat before you have a chance to save her. The clock is ticking.” Snake let out a menacing laugh, as he retreated toward me.

The SUV was moving too fast, too steady. Snake caught a glimpse of the white face of the driver, a man with a greying beard, his panicked eyes. And behind him, pretty Bianca Cruz, her mouth open in a soundless scream… The brake lights flared once, then again, frantic and useless. The watcher, Snake, did not flinch. He had already done his part. Now he simply waited, eyes fixed on the inevitable moment when metal, momentum, and gravity would finish what he had planned.

he sneers. I feel Chloe's grasp on my hand, her eyes telling me to ignore the temptation, to not take the bait. Scarlett tries to move towards me, but Castor pulls her to himself, manhandling her like a rag doll. I grit my teeth at the sight, my anger boiling over.

His adam's apple moved seductively the moment he swallowed loudly. “Turn over. Ass up, face down," I continued, looking straight into his eyes. "I want to see how pretty you look, arched and waiting for my mouth, before I claim the rest.”

TAKEN thirteen They both sat on the same table and placed their order, Allen began eating hungrily without minding if Flora was interested in the food or not, he wasn't going to eat something this better at home anyways, so he took his time, not leaving any grain of the food out. Flora watched her boss eat, it wasn't mannerless though, but it was obvious he was very hungry, she wouldn't blame him. He uses the strength he was supposed to save for later to scold her for not dressing as he wanted.

" Right then, Isaac arrived to pick me up. Jeremy lost it at the sight of him and bellowed, "Violet Sadler! You've been with Isaac all along, haven't you? That's why you're kicking me to the curb now!" My steps faltered for a second, but I just shook my head and kept walking. I'd barely gone a few paces when a piercing scream split the air behind me. I instinctively turned to see that Jeremy had somehow grabbed a pen. He straddled Savannah and raised the pen, looking crazed as he drove it toward her throat.

After wearing some casual clothes, a short just right above his knees, a snickers and a bit loose plane white T-shirt, he grabbed his camera and walk oit of the room only to see Allen leaning on the wall just beside his door. Allen could scent the addictive smell from the latter and it almost cause him to drool. He sniffed it once again and it was calming his nostrils, it was relaxing. Why did he just smell it now? Probably because he only paid attention to him this much compared before. "Shall we go?" Primo asked at the person whose head was busy flouting on cloud nine. Primo raise his eyebrows as Allen closed his eyes, a chance to see his eyelashes flutter, accompanying his well-featured f

she said. I smirked, unfazed. "By all means, fetch the paperwork and see whose signature seals it." "Total crap!" Jake bellowed, charging like a bull. His hands clawed for my throat. "You sneaky rat! If you don't bounce, prepare for the pain! Hold him, folks. I'm filming this and posting it online."

I subdued him without breaking a sweat. Leaning in close, I whispered into his ear, "You know better than everyone else what I did, don't you? Nothing stays a secret forever, Daniel. If you keep trying to steal something that was never yours, you'll eventually have to pay for it some other way." Realization dawned in his eyes. "You found out about the syst—"

She returned her phone in the pocket after scanning the old man's background and flinching upon the stingy pain. "Ouch, can you make it simple? Come on, you're too harsh on me." She groaned in discomfort after her knees slammed the tiled floor. "Position yourself, Von. We'll be starting to snipe him over." Hugh Turner tries to scope the target using his sniper. She then started up to lower herself to the window and sight the victim. They can't waste any more time on this, their superior wants to end him already.