It was as if the moment she brought his attention to his gun shot wound, it really started to bite again.
“f**k,” he kissed his teeth as the pain hit him like an electric shock.
Ivy jumped out of his hand, her eyes white with shock.
“How could you catch me with a bleeding arm? Are you trying to lose an arm?!” She screamed, half upset, half distraught.
He opened his mouth to respond, but a pounding headache shut him up.
Closing his eyes, he waited for the headache to clear up.
Seconds went by, but it just grew worse, even making his teeth clatter.
Vladimir realised he had underrated just how bad the shot was, and now his pride was biting him in the ass– in all parts of his body, actually.
Forcing his eyes open, he decided he'd do something about it, before it was too late.
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