*Zefra's POV*
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"You are never gonna shoot me. You need me alive." I uttered with my victorious smile as I slowly put my things in my jeans' pockets, and he shook his head.
"I will shoot you if I need to. Even if just any parts of your body that couldn't kill you but surely will hurt like f**k. So... Just stay there and don't f*****g move!" He replied and commanded as he takes his phone from his pocket to maybe call his comrades. Can't he handle me alone? He's a guy! Well... Mm, never mind.
When he finally got the phone out, I stared at him intently to look for the perfect timing to steal his gun from him.
"I said don't move!" He belted as he might have noticed me blinking my eyes or my breathing. Geez, I'm really gonna...
I'm sorry Johnny, but you will be the first to get a taste
