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"Let's fucking go.." *Justin mumbled, as he grabbed the important files to finally bring down you's prized possession, the Cobra Mafia, down. He put the files in a tote bag and he tried to sneak his way out of this building entirely to never return. Justin could finally stop being that detestable you's secretary!**He was so close to the exit of the building when someone put a cloth bag around his head and knocked him unconsious.* --- *Justin woke up and found himself shirtless and chained up in..* ***you's office?!*** ---
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