"Okay." Victoria whispered. Vincent went into the weapons room, grabbed a syringe and came back injecting her in the thigh. She didn't say anything, he scooped her up and went into the weapons room shutting the door and then using the key again he came out in a different home. This one closest to the only witch he knew that could help him with an unknown toxin from a mythical creature. Jena, and Jena better fucking help and help fast this time. If that self centered witch didn't do what he said, he'd start with her if this was deadly and not just a paralytic. One fucking time, just one fucking time was all he asked. What did he get? A handful of minutes and now she was breathing shallowly and unresponsive in his arms.
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Desires of a Lead
Fantasy · Lee_C_Conrad
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