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When in my position, there are only two ways out. Pass it on, or die. I have no children to pass this business to. It's not even my business yet.
Die.
My only option, my only way out.
I spend countless hours, days, weeks, months, years
Killing, distributing, making money and fucking women.
It's a never ending cycle and it's draining.
This life has claimed my soul just as i've finally claimed my name.
Diablo.
The water soon runs cold and so does my smooth warm skin on the brink of death, in the bath of red.
Your lips udder my name loudly from down the stairs, not moving an inch as you expect me to get up and follow your command.
Oh but i cannot follow you this time.
I feel my grip on life slip from beneath me,
Its too late to save me.
I've been gone far too long and have committed far too many sins.
It was time for this body to disappear as well.
That is,
until she brought me back to life.
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The Devil's Poison
Romance"You saved me Ziva. For that, I will forever be in debt to you." "We can't Cain. I want your scent soaked into my skin and your mouth engraved to mine but I would rather see you live without me than watch you die because you're with me." | | | | Ca...
