With the sound of chains clashing and the shrieking sound of screams, one could have sworn a warrior princess had slayed an entire arm as she exited from behind an abandoned food truck with a streak of blood which of course was accompanied by the stench.
Between the dawn of day and the silence of night, Cattleya Sánchez crept into Genevie's luxurious bed in the hope of not being caught in action.
A sigh escaped her pretty heart-shaped lips the moment she heard the easy sound of the door gently hitting against the door frame.
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"Was it really hard keeping a low profile? ''I questioned myself as I sat up straight with my eyes focused on nothing in particular.
My lazy limbs were early birds while my brain was a late bloomer. A yawn escaped my lips as my leg stumped on the cold floors of the house, sending shivers up my skeleton and causing me to shiver terribly.