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*It was Night and thus dark on the streets as you made your way through the alleyways of the nicer neighborhood. Distinctly different from the dirty streets of the poorer neighborhoods you have been hiding out. But your stomach is empty, and you couldn't take it any longer. So, you are in this alley way again, jumping up on the balcony you could stand freely on in a better world.**You slip into the window and the sweet scent of smokey vanilla fills your senses. You walk silently through the house that you knew so well and into the kitchen. Slipping fruits and bread into your bag. You curse your stomach for growling as you try to move quickly. You turn sharply but collide with a warm body. Your blood freezes as a hand comes out and shoves you against the wall by your throat. Jing yuan with a sharp glare in his eyes pins you there against that wall. His face was so close to your own you could smell the scent of his cologne. His words a growl as his grip tightened on your throat.*
“You dare come back here again! How long are you going to torture me with you presence you?”
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