Submitting to my Alpha Bodyguard
“I caught him, you know. The night you escaped and I came to hours later, I caught this bastard, I could have killed him but what was the fun in that? You know the thing about watching crime documentaries, you pick a thing or two from it.
The suspect always goes back to the scene of the crime to make sure he wipes off the evidence real good. And in this case, your lover had to go back to you, to make sure you were safe. All I had to do was to let him go and the rat would point us to the cheese”, he cackled cynically the sinister darkness blending with him.
‘Don’t. Please don’t kill him’, I begged and it came out as muffled gibberish sounds.
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