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The Grim Reaper

Ferrara

Fuck!

How could I not have suspected her all along? How could I have fucking not run a background check in every damn person that had connections with us.

As if she could read my thoughts, a smirk gathered at the side of her lips, those thick red lipstick which glimmered like poison, turning upwards in mockery.

I was fucking going to kill her! Fucking bitch!

I struggled to push myself up again, my own groans a reflection of my failed attempts.

Those dreadful heels sounded closer and closer, sucking me in, until she was right in front of me, crouching down to my level.

Those deceptive kind eyes were gone,

Along with that shitty aura she had carried around her which hadn't made me imagine that she could be responsible.

I cursed myself a thousand times for letting my guard down, for letting this woman ruin the most beautiful thing I had ever felt in my life.

Love.

My Katya, and my son.

Fuck, where were they?

"You...bitch, I'll kill you if you hurt them." I struggled to say those
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