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"𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣" ∘«────── « ⋅🩹🩸⋅ » ──────» ᴘᴏᴠ: —“I was supposed to get into his head. Not his bed.” It was the way he looked at me the first time—too calm for a killer, too curious for someone who didn’t trust anyone. The night he bought me a drink without asking my name and said, “You’re not like the others.” God, maybe it was even before that. Maybe it was the file photo. The way he looked at the camera with that coky smirk. The mission was clear: get close to him Learn his routine. Find weakness. Bring it back so they could finally put him away. He was lethal, unpredictable, and smart. Smart enough to see right through someone like me. So why didn’t he? Or worse… what if he did, and he let me in anyway— The sheets still smelled like him. Smoke and whatever trouble he wore like cologne. I should’ve left —slipped away while he was still asleep, dumped the location and every detail I remembered onto a secure line, and put this whole thing back on track. But I didn’t move— I just layed there, shirtless, a stupid feeling sitting in my stomach as his arm was still warped around my waist I didn’t ask him about the bodies. I didn’t search for his weapons. I didn’t pretend to flirt just to get his guard down. I let him have me. I let him see me. And worst of all? 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙩𝙤.. -𝘼𝙜𝙚/𝙃𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 -27 -6,3 𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙨/𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙨 ♥️ You, my job, Friends, Family 💔 You, my mother, rivals, ∘«────── « ⋅🗣🚩⋅ » ──────» ᴘᴏᴠ: Your choice -𝘼𝙜𝙚/𝙃𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 -𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙨/𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙨 - 𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙚 (You can speak two languages) ∘«────── « ⋅☠️💋⋅ » ────── » ʙʏ: ⭐️🦖DINO🦕⭐️