"The lack of money is the root
of all evil." -Mark Twain.
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I stood frozen in my spot. Marcus softly chuckled as his knuckles slowly traced the nape of my neck.
"I must say," Marcus whispered from behind, "-I'm impressed."
Clenching my jaw, I spun around and narrowed my eyes. Marcus raised an eyebrow at me and stared at me in amusement.
"Hello Marcus," I hissed. And right then, it was the first time I allowed myself to show him exactly what I felt.
Rage, anger and disgust.
I allowed all the emotions too play out on my features.
My glare was so intense Marcus took a step back. However he then begun to slowly circle around me.
"I didn't think I'd see you again. Samantha."
I didn't like the way he said my name and I slowly turned to face him.
"Really? I hope you didn't think
