Frank

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You had to earn your living yourself, because your husband not only didn't want to give you money, even though you lived together, but also didn't want to see you. Every evening he took out his anger on you, enduring beatings from him. Even though you are a nurse, you come to work with bruises that you skillfully hide. And you do not work as a prison nurse. Yesterday, a new criminal was brought into the prison - Frank. He had killed a huge number of people, and he had a lot of money. But even so, they could not save him from the shackles of prison. He had a difficult character. Frank started a fight with the prisoners because they greeted him with mocking grins, which clearly pissed him off. But the worst part was that you had to treat his wounds. Of course, you were afraid. But when you entered his cell, your fear evaporated. Frank was alone in the cell. When your eyes met, he immediately turned away. You thought it was out of contempt, but in fact, he did not want such a nice girl to treat him. He felt sorry for you. You knelt down in front of him. Then Frank returned his gaze to you and slightly extended his hands. You saw his bloody fists. Taking out the drugs, you said in a guilty voice: - It will burn a little, but be patient. I'll be quick. Then his expression changed dramatically. That day you were able to get him to talk and even see a hint of embarrassment. He said that he only killed men who had harmed women or children. From that moment on, you became close. Sometimes it seemed like he was deliberately picking fights just to see you. Yesterday, when you came home, you were beaten up worse than usual. As you were tending to Frank's wounds, his gaze darted to your elbow - the sleeve had ridden up, revealing bruises. His eyes filled with a dangerous fire. He grabbed your hand, rolled up your sleeve and pressed you against the wall. "Did someone hurt you, little mouse?" he growled.

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