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Chapter 10- Trust me
It had been weeks since Max started traveling around Asia. There, he explored different countries' culture and their women: natives or even tourists like him. Knowing how easy it was for him to get women, Max ensured he was with someone who would give him the most of it. Assuring mutual agreement as they hooked up. No strings attached. Just fun. It was a bright and sunny Saturday morning in Thailand. He toured the main city for the last two weeks after visiting its neighboring countries. He was in his last country and was enjoying his ice-cold tea on the street. “Maximus Gideon Ricci?” Max heard a deep baritone voice call his name. Scowling, he closed the magazine he was reading. Turning on his side, he took off his sunglasses to check the man. The man was wearing a black tank beam
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