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"You’re so pretty, puppy. And you smell so good."
"Emiliano, we have to treat your wound now."
"You’re worried about me. I’m happy!"
It’s like talking to a wall.
I could feel his panting on my neck. His body was so weakened, he just leaned on me with all his weight as the hole where the glass was a few seconds ago was gushing blood.
But this man did not care in the slightest.
His fingers brushed my arm first—light, almost c ...
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