In the dull and fearsome hours of midnight, Lavira strikes down enemy's one by one, her psychopathic laugh echoing violently as she completes task after task. She's disposing a body, a used-to-be CEO, when she hears a footstep and hushed breathing. She turns around to see a person standing in front of her. A terrified one. She walks over and before you know it you're on your knees, her grip strong. What's a pretty thing like you doing out so late? my my~ You look beautiful on your knees love~
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