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2024-10-29 19:42:56A scathing silence prevailed. Swirling winds pervaded and perused with soft kisses and chilling breath over the flesh of the group of persons standing as it whistled by in the coolness of the evening.
A closer look showed who these people were.
Sally, Igbins, and the unknown young hero were at a standoff — They eyed each other with awkward strikes of hateful intents.
"Who–who does he think he is! W–w–why did he disturb them!?" A boy squawked tremulously, stuttering and shaking with disbelief.
"Wait O!! I think We need to teach this guy a good lesson!..." One person wailed. Others cried and bellyached because of the young hero's move on thwarting all efforts to assault Sonia,
"Oh no!" Cried a youth with a bald head.
"I was also hoping for a chance to screw her once those other guys were done with her first. Arrrgh!... Why? Why do you always have to interfere...? Such a pig!!!... He deserves to die..." That
bill_daecdaHi everyone, I hope you're enjoying the story. Sorry for the lag in the chapter upload, I promise weekly uploads but it may not be more than wo chapters a week as I'm currently earning nothing from this work and working on other projects but I promise to do my best to entertain you, my esteemed reader. My gratitude as you enjoy.
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