Jem Zero

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“Please leave, my Roo-bin,” I said, lowering my voice. “Talk later.” Those seemed to be the wrong words also. I could not win. “Fuck you,” he seethed, pointing his finger at my chest. “You doh-nt get to tell me what to do. Yew-r not my king!”
You're Not My King! (Extra! Extraterrestrial #1)
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