Hate Me, Desire Me
Spider’s blade flashed like lightning, his kills silent and deliberate, while my shots rang out with deadly accuracy, each one finding its mark.
The brutality was overwhelming—bodies sprawled across the marble floor, their blood seeping into the cracks like grotesque rivers. The lifeless eyes of the fallen stared blankly at the ceiling, their final moments frozen in expressions of pain and shock. I forced myself to look past them, to focus on the mission, but the weight of it all pressed heavily against my chest.
“Two on your right,” Spider said calmly, his tone as casual as if he were pointing out items on a menu.
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