" i will not let anyone live if they did what i did."
In which a foreign girl set to marry young finishes with a crime organization and crazed thoughts
C U R R E N T L Y on Haitus until I am able to write more chapters to update regularly!
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KILL HIM. NOT YET
"You're a pretty one. Much different from all the other girls here." The fat man in suit said, caressing the girl's cheek. Her eyes were in a daze, completely devoid to the outside world.
She didn't make a sound or movement when the man came closer to her. Her hands stayed in her lap, head basically just hanging from her neck. She wouldn't look up, instead opting to let the large man move her body. Her forearm was pressing against the side of the sparkly dress she was forced to wear. She was malnourished and abused, but she was past feeling worried and upset for herself. The man didn't seem to care, so she chose to not care either. She was alive, not healthy but alive and just strong enough to pursue what she was after.
Kill him. Not yet.
"I'm just now learning about you? Oh, what a sad shame. I should go down and see the girls often." Masudo laughed. "Let's see just a little." He pulled on her dress strap, her skin pricking from the cold.
Kill him. Not yet.
With his body leaned over a bit, she could see his gun sticking from his back belt strap.
