P.B. woke with an ice pack surrounding her head. Her eyes barely able to see as the swelling had yet to go down. There was a tell tail sound of the puff-puff as the silencer and then a body....no two. Assaulted her ears, P.B. swallowed hard. "I'm so sorry baby,but why couldn't bạn have behaved?" P.B. shrank away from his thick rượu whisky ngô, bourbon stench."You gave me no choice." Her voice wobbled out of her bruised and cut lips.
Voro sighed heavily and sat across from her.
"Perhaps, but I tình yêu you, and my tình yêu is not so easily given. When I do, it is demanding. All consuming and it makes me volatile." P.B....
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