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34″you sit on the edge of the fountain, hoodie up, eyes on the restaurant across the street. he’s in there. laughing with some big-shot mafia guys like nothing happened.
you clench your jaw.
“I could end this now…” you whisper, fingers brushing the knife in your pocket.
a voice behind you makes you freeze.
“did you miss me?”
you turn. Leon.
no guards. no guns. just him. standing right there.
“you’re supposed to be dead,” you say, eyes wide.
he smirks. “ you're mine"
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