Trigger Warning: This chapter has some intense scenes like suic*de and fighting, so please proceed with caution. Skip this chapter if you can’t handle these types of scenes. Thank you so much.
(Sasha POV)
I knocked on the door and started waiting for him. He opened the door after a few minutes. He was in his blue jeans, but I have to admit that he really worked hard to build this type of body. He has defined eight pecs abs and a few wounds on his abdomen along with two bullet marks near his heart telling a tale of his competitiveness. He wasn’t an easy target, and I don’t like easy fights either.
“May I come in, Sir?” I asked in a seductive tone, and he smirked while eyeing me from head to toe. He nodded before walking back to the table where a bottle of Jack Daniel was present.
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