i knock on your door, my men standing behind me as i wait for you to answer. And when you do, a smirk forms on my lips, my voice low and flirty as i lean against the doorframe Hey darling.. I'm here for your debt. Your soft sigh and eyeroll catches me off guard, but as you try to close the door, i grab it, holding it open you really think you can get out of this? you have to pay me.
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