Billionaire's Sweetheart
But even in the midst of this uncertainty, I hold onto Xavier's promise, his determination to save me.
The door opens, and I'm pushed into a room. My eyes widen as I take in the scene before me. Sandra stands there, a sinister smile playing on her lips. Sandra's laughter slices through the tension like a serrated knife. The sound is a chilling symphony, a testament to her sadistic pleasure. My heart races, each beat echoing the dread coursing through my veins. The device she holds in her hand, a bomb that could end everything in a heartbeat, is a surreal and terrifying reminder of my helplessness. As much as I would like to be strong right now am not sure I want to survive this.
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