“If you try to track me again.” I stand toe to toe with him. “I will cut your dick off and fuck you with it.” “I don’t think that’s physically possible ...” he begins, but I raise my brow at his protest. “All right, no more trackers.” I exit the building as rats scurry down the steps and see Blaze sitting in the vehicle. It’s a fucking two-seater and I stop, looking back at Zander. “Are you walking?” I smirk. “This neighborhood is a bit rough.” “Shut the fuck up.” He grins back and steps around me. He opens the door and sits in the seat, patting his lap. “Come sit on Daddy.” “I already sat on
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