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He extended towards me in three long steps gripping my hair hard. He pulled me by my hair I stood up in an uneasy position due to his brutal hold. My scalp tearing apart.I tried to free his hand by digging my nails but all my attempt fails. My unflawed existence will be over by a single slap from him. "You don't get to talk to me like that again and I will make sure of it." He roared on my face."Better be a good girl and tell me where that fucker is. I promise to gift peace to both of you and your brother's roguish soul, I promise to end all your sufferings as soon as I find him, I will furnish the best death to both of you that even animals will regret looking at your bodies, I promise to kill you with my own hands. Not many people are lucky to die by my hands you surely born with a fortune fate." I felt sick, bile rising in my stomach, I wanted to throw up listening to his viscous words. Gritting his teeth he spoke in a dark and slow voice. I can hear and feel the mixed minty and smoky breath. "Leave me,its hurting leave me please" I whispered. His eyes flashed amazement seeing me struggling. " And it should hurt." "Oh sweetheart its nothing you will be welcoming a new life from tomorrow." This man is ill he is fucking amused seeing me scared. This man is a complete stranger to me with a whole new personality, full of vengeance and vexation. He is manifesting a dual nature.Sometime chilling my soul with a playful and psychotic character and sometime bursting out and yelling on my face.
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