Contemporary Romance>Mio Angelo>116. Tick, tick, tick, tick, and boom.
116. Tick, tick, tick, tick, and boom.
The pungent odor of something filthy and metallic assaulted my nostrils, causing my eyelids to flutter open frantically. I took a glance around my immediate surroundings, which appeared to be a modest warehouse. My heart almost stopped beating as I comprehended what a dreadful situation I was cur
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