Damien
We found them. The people causing disturbances, the reason we were sent here. We fucking found them. We don't need to stay here anymore, there's no point. It's over.
I don't really know what to do at this point. Anton and I work for different companies. We're not likely to see each other too much after this and I highly doubt we'll be put on the same mission again. I have his phone number but he's just gonna turn into a dead contact.
I'm gonna miss him. He was the best person I've ever got attached to. I guess it's back to the same sleazy assholes this life turns people into. I'm going to miss having caring, rough sex. It's so good.
"Hey" Anton comes up behind me and wraps his arms around me, snaking a hand under my shirt and kissing my neck. "What do you say, one last fuck before we go?"
"Mmmm, Daddy"
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Psychotically Perfect
RomanceI don't write books about fluffy bunnies and cute shit like that. Read my book if you want to know what it's about because I have no fucking idea.
