My Ruthless Kidnapper
"What the hell?" I muttered, unsure of how to react.
"Happy successful year," Teddy slapped my shoulder with a grin. Instead of a typical birthday song, they sang, "Happy successful 20th year," and everyone in the room joined in. I was tense, but it was...kind of thoughtful. These men were my family, my brothers. They'd give their lives for me in a heartbeat, and for that, I loved them.
I frowned at the banner that read "Happy Successful 20th Year" and at the small, beautiful cake missing a slice.
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