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The least he could do was at least feel the same way.
"What is on your mind, Monique?" Adrian asked as he paused moving the gun up, and down my mouth. I was so fucking certain that I had sores in my mouth. I could feel the blood. This man was rough, and had not a single ounce of compassion. He probably wanted me to bleed all over these floors, and all over his shoes. He got off on hurting people, and this wasn't even related to sadism or masochism. Marcus was a sadist because of what he told me, and if miraculously, we ever got a chance, I was going to tell him to take whatever it was that he wanted, to do whatever it was that he wanted because that man right there, he was worth it. He was s
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