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Blood coats the bottom of my boots, leaving a scarlet foot trail behind me as I approach Max’s house.
She should’ve looked into becoming a mortician with the way she’s so good at dressing up a corpse.
“You’re so fucking beautiful; I want to cut the eyes from those who get the privilege to look at you,” he rasps, licking his lips predatorily.