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Dexter looked into Ben's eyes and smirked. He pressed his fingers around them, "These are fake too, aren't they?" Ben simply glared at him. Dexter brought his face close to him and Ben looked away, "I told you before and I'll say it again. I have no interest in you." "Does it look like I care?" "You should," Ben said, "Honestly, this is disgusting." "So, are you homophobic now? This is not the 21st century." "No, I'm not homophobic. But there is this thing called 'consent'." "And?" Ben smirked at him, "You don't care either way, why am I wasting my time?" "Ben, work with me. With you by my side, we are invincible." "I refuse." "Why?" "Because I'm not power-hungry like you. And I, in my conscience, will never hurt anyone—Whether I do know them or I don't." 'He sounds kind of lik
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