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Slut Assassination

Complication

by



MR. Pitso

www.mrpitso.com





Copyright © 2017 Mr. Pitso

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. All characters depicted are 18 years or older.

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Dedication

I would like to Thank everyone who have read this book,

All characters in this book are Fictional and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, Is purely coincidental





Slut Assassination 29

Play Man glace Nichole with a smile. He held the staring tightly as he extended his hand to grab Nichole’s hand. It was only smile not even a word with a glance Play Man can tell that she was enjoying the ride. Play Man grip Nichol’s hands tightly and it was trembling.

“Babe, what’s wrong?” Play Man glance at her while keeping his eyes on the road.

“is nothing?” Nichole murmured.

“your shaking,” he said, “I know that shaking, your scared of something,”

“No,” Nichole slightly laugh, “Is really nothing,”

Play Man heavily sighs as he glided the car at the side of the road.

“why, you stop?” Nichole asked.

“babe, do you trust me?” Play Man turn and held Nichole’s cheek.

“yes, of cause,” Nichole nervously nodded but her face was filled with doubt.

“I promise, nothing will happen to you,” Play Man puff out some air. “I will protect you but I can’t do that if you keep hiding things from me.”

Nichole look down without saying anything, it was difficult for her to split it out.

“I believe your story, now is time to trust me,” Play Man force her to look at him.

“I don’t know, If this marriage thing will work?” Nichole nervously stare down again.

“why?”

“because… is because,” Nichole started muttering.

“hey say it?” Play Man yelled.

“because they wanted me to marry one of the high priest, so I think they’ll do anything to stop this marriage,”

Play Man smile, “trust me, this marriage will work whether they like it or not?”


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