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Do People Get out of this?
"I'll tell you one day" He chuckled.
"You still don't have to relax Hollis. There are men out there that want what you have." "You mean men that want you?" "What! Yuck, that's gross." I laughed excitedly. "I'm talking about your position, the things you've achieved." "You're part of my achievements." He winked. A warm spread of happiness rushed down my body. "Do people ever get to walk away from all of this?" I asked, my curiously taking the best part of me. Hollis started laughing. "I've witnessed two people get out. One of them was murdered on his way out of the country. The other one survived for seven months or thereabouts. But he ended up dead anyway." He replied casually and tapped my fingers gently. "There's no getting out, Ugo. My family is too powerful and well known. If I dare back down, I'll be dead in days, maybe months or years. It all depends on how long I cRelated chapters
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