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The pistol slid across the smooth table, Simon reached out and picked it up. Elena took a deep breath and said, “Let’s get started.” "Don't be nervous, it is just anesthesia bombs." Simon lifted his lips evilly. He picked up the pistol and calmly pointed it at Elena. He snorted and said, “Although, it is an anesthetic bomb, the thought of killing loved one is upset.” Elena's lips were twitching, she couldn’t believe that Simon would dare to say something like that. The gun was aimed at her but he was not pulling the trigger. Elena was getting more nervous as she sat there looking down the barrel of the gun. "Sweetheart, you have to think about it," Simon whispered with a tone of confusion. "If the first shot is an anesthetic bomb, then you will completely belong to me. Then you will n