Dominico
Daniel Eluta is taking my calmness for stupidity. He thinks he can hold my love for Josephine against me. I am a master manipulator and I can f**k with his head as much as I want. If he refuses to talk to Josephine about the code, I’ll start by ceasing any form of communication between him and his daughter. I’ll leave his imagination open; let it run wild with worry, and when it has gotten to its peak, I’ll start sending the pictures.
Someone knocked on the door and Josephine poked her head in with a bogus smile. I narrowed my eyes at her. “How long have you been standing there?”
Walking into the room, she crossed her arms and glared at me. “I just got here.” Her eyes narrowed suspiciously too. “What’s with the question? Are you saying something I shouldn’t know about?”
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