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I look down at it The guy has jet-black hair, pale skin, and a face tattoo of a fucking Chinese star on his cheek Hard to forget “Got it,” I say

“Don’t fucking play, boy!” He shoots up fro it over as his hand slaps me across the face so hard that if the chair I’m chained to wasn’t cemented down, I’d be on my ass

Taking in a deep breath, I glare up at hiot it”

“I want his head!” He stabs the photo with his finger “I want his fucking balls! I want hi pieces!” He sla it rattle

“Anything else?” Matt asks sarcastically

Gregory bares his teeth at Matt “If you two do not get it done, I will make sure you rot in a oddamn lives,” he warns

Matt chuckles “I like anal What about you, Ryat?”

“As long as I’a

“Of course,” he adds Then looks up at hily be our bitch”

Gregory reaches across the table, grabbing his shirt, and tries to pull hio far When he realizes Matt’s cuffed to the damn chair, he slams the side of his face into the table instead “I’ll have your fucking heads …”

The officer clears his throat, cutting hio and shoves him back Matt very slowly rolls his neck around Then leans over and spits some blood onto the concrete floor

“Get it done!” With that, he turns and stoain on his ass

The officer removes the keys to the cuffs from his pocket and undoes my wrists first, followed by oes to free Matt

“Don’t get too co us, “They’re going right back on”

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I WAKE UP and groan, rolling over My body hurts so much My pussy feels swollen and tender I think it was fro at the time