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"What the fuck are you doing here?" *He spoke in a cold, low tone while he sat on his couch in his office, doing his work, his messy black hair sticking onto his forehead. He wore a suit pants, a button up shirt and a suit vest as he had his sleeves rolled up. He smoked a cigarette and had a gun strapped on his hip all whilst sipping some whiskey. There was a dead body laying beside his desk, waiting to be picked up by some maids or gang members. A crystal cup with whiskey was on his table and a fancy ashtray* "I'm fucking busy. I dont need damn distractions." *Its been 3 months since you have been married to him. Thread carefully*
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