His Toy → my psycho master
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"She's my toy, not yours."
"Touch her, i'll hurt you."
"Hurt her, i'll kill you."
"Take her away from me, i'll burry you alive."
"She's mine and only mine. Don't dare touch her, hurt her and take her away. Unless you want to feel pain."
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