Tell her i love her

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I left this random bitch on left.

No guards

No guards...
Please take bodyguards when you go out.
I won't take..

I get there wherever he told me to meet. He is alone..

"Hey Angel" he says
" what do you want "
" I'm here to pick you up " he talks
" pick me up ?"I ask
"yes " he takes my hand and forcing me to get in his car.. back seat .. it can't happen again.

" noo let go of me "

He takes his pants off.. yeah just like I thought off.

" you want him to be alive ?" He says
" y-yes of course " i stammer

He nods and takes my head in his hands and thrust his cock inside of my mouth..
I try to let go.. I cry. I push them I did everything but I was failing.

He puts me on my back and takes my clothes off.
" please no " I cry
" shut the fuck up. You do want to have sex with me " he slaps me.. I cry more.

" either you're down to ride my dick or Eric is going to die soon" he says.
he sits and I get on his lap.. I don't want to.. but I have too.
He puts him self inside off me. I don't do anything i don't even move.

" Fucking Jump " he yells.
" no I can't " I say crying. I got up and crawl to the door
" where the fuck you think you are going" he pulls me by my hair and gets me back on his laps.
" please let me go" I cry.
" Fucking jump" he slaps.
" no "

" fucking jump" he pulls my hair and slaps me." You fucking bitch jump" He slaps me again." Jump on my dick you fucking whore " and again he slaps me.

" now shut that mouth up and don't tell anyone this ever happened or he is dead"
He says as he puts his clothes on and I do the same.
I get out of his car and he drives away.

I just cheated on him... I start to cry to even think about those words.

I went home and shower..

" so who is that girl you have been with" the boss of Russian mafia

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" so who is that girl you have been with" the boss of Russian mafia. Mr, Torres says.
" my girl " I say looking at my rings around my fingers.
" you mean your whore ?" Mr, Torres says.
" don't you fucking dare to say that " I warn him.

" or what? So it's true that she is your whore you don't need to be mad about something that is tru-" I cut him off by punching him.
No one dares to talk about my girl like that.

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