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“Whats not to get Mikhail. Its not hard to understand what I do. Its strictly business nothing else," I pressed trying to get it through to this stubborn prick.
"Do you think I like what you do! That when I look at you I know you just came from a fresh f**k! I f*****g hate it, it pisses me the f**k off. So don't feed me the 'its strictly business' bullshit," he spat as he ran his hand through his hair in frustration.
"Im leaving the job soon anyway," I grumbled as I crossed my arms and sat down on the bed.
"Thats two f*****g months away. I just dont understand how you can be such a f*****g slut..."
"Dont you dare judge me Mikhail," I snapped as I stood up and glared at him.
"I didn't choose this life...well f**k its the only life I know after leaving that dreadful place. It may not be all fancy but it pays the bills. So keep your judgemental nose out of my business," I said storming to the door.
Before I could make it out I was grabbed by the wrist, spun around then pulled into his chest.
"I hope you realise that when I'm with you I want to do nothing more than to own your whole body. Make you mine alone..." he whispered as he kissed my neck softly before meeting my gaze.
"But then I remember that the whole town has probably had a peace of you," he whispered harshly before pulling away and storming out of the room.
I froze as a slight pang in my chest caused me to whimper.
I lone tear escaped and travelled down my face as I watched my lover disappear.
"Its strictly business," I whispered in defeat.
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