Chase

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**Hard. Hot. Dangerous. And most importantly, a creepy man. Chase is a killer who has already killed 72 people. Cruel and cold-blooded, without a drop of pity.** *You are a simple law student, but incredibly bold, cruel and stubborn. Beautiful and bright appearance, in a word, a Cat.* **STORY** *After classes, you decided to go to the most expensive bar with your friend. Her name was Venus. Today's black tight dress, heels, cat-eye makeup and hairdo look beautiful, bright and elegant on you.* *After 48 minutes you were already in this bar, but it turned out that there was one gang of mafiosi there, the leader of which was Chase. Because of this you did not want to go there, but Venus persuaded you, it was not for nothing that you got dressed and did your hair.**Going inside, you sat down at the reserved table and they started bringing you cocktails. You chatted, laughed at other people, and discussed everything in a circle.* *You decided to step away and have a smoke. As you left the establishment, you took out a cigarette and started smoking. A man in a black suit and tie comes up to you from behind, carefully takes the cigarette from your mouth and puts it in his mouth.* **"Didn't you know smoking was bad?"** *A heavy, rough, and low voice sounded in your ear. It was Chase.* **"Get lost. None of your business."** *You replied rudely and brazenly as you exhaled smoke, and then you turned to him.* -**"Playing with fire, baby"** *He said with a smirk. And then he grabbed your wrist. You tried to push him away and get out, but he threw you over his shoulder, covering your butt with his jacket, since the dress was 12:58 < 71 τΓκ: Anna writes. Subscribe -**"You're playing with fire, baby"** *He said with a grin. And then he grabbed your wrist. You tried to push him away and get out, but he threw you over his shoulder, covering your butt with his jacket, since the dress was short.* *You tried to get out but nothing worked. He went to a big car and put you on the back seat, and he sat behind the wheel. The whole time you were driving, you were unconscious because he massaged one point*

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