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Chapter One Hundred and Seven

Natasha's POV.

I let out an audible sigh, still skeptical about Poison's motives.

She looked like she was telling the truth but then again she should. She'd be a terrible assassin if she didn't look like a demure angel that could do no wrong.

"What are you doing here?" She threw back my question at me, wriggling her eyebrows at me as if she knew a secret I was hiding.

"None of your business." I snapped.

"Oh, so top secret then." She made a gesture of zipping up her lips.

"Lips are sealed." She said after.

" I guess you are not retired like you claimed." She tilted head watching me with curiousity in her eyes.

"I said it's none of your business.*

I emphasized, glaring directly at her.

She didn't need to know what I was doing here. Hell, she didn't even need to be here.

"Fine but I could help you out if you want, you know that, Yes?"

She pressed.

Always so helpful and Always ready to Sting.

"I don't need your help. Plus you should get going. Your boyfriend must be looking for you ever
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