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Ch. 25 EMERGENCY MISSION

Author: Ink Butterfly
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-05 23:39:21

Rosita’s POV

"Fuck off," I snapped, unable to stop myself. "How can you call yourself a human being when you force someone to do things against their will? You are sick in the fucking head!"

Deangelo raised his eyebrows. "Now, now, we can’t have that. You are in my territory now, so you will watch your language around me. Don’t forget you are still my prisoner."

"I don’t want to be, why can’t you just let me go?!?" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

"Never." Deangelo’s visible eye glowed with flames. "You are mine, and I’m not letting you go until I find and kill your nasty old hag."

He stepped aside, allowing me to enter the boathouse. His henchmen dragged me past a sleek motorboat, and I caught sight of a large black snake coiled up in the corner of the room.

"Is that a…" I trailed off, staring at the dangerous-looking snake.

"Yep, little peasant, that’s my pet boa," he grinned. "His name is Lucifer."

He gestured to the henchmen, and they dumped me onto the ground. I
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