REJECTED: CLAIMED BY THE ALPHA MAFIA
Gigiget out of my head and into my carentwined short story car crashmy life be like car crashnow i drive alone past your street
He disappears, and I rush through my bath, feeling a weight lift from my chest, a smile threatening to break free.
It feels like being a kid again, dressing up to go to my favorite park or see a movie. I pray the doctor has a cure. Deep down, despite everything, I don’t want Kiara to die. Not now, not ever.
Once I’m dressed, I head downstairs to the living room where the doctor waits, his feet bound in chains, two of my men flanking him.
“I think I have your cure, sir,” he says, holding up a tiny bottle.
I snatch it from him, inspecting it like I know what to look for. Excitement bubbles inside me, but I keep my face stern. “There should be more,” I say, raising an eyebrow.
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