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Calista August runs his hand through his thick curly hair to make it fall on his forehead. He looks hot, he always looks f*****g hot, but I won't fall for his looks or charms. Nah, Uh, it's not going to happen. “ What more should I add to the deal?” He asks, all hasty. “ No rush Mr Sir, I said I would think about it. That will come after I decide whether to help you or not. I am afraid of getting myself involved in your issues. They are not mine to meddle with. Especially something as hard as this. A lot can go wrong, first, we are searching for a myth with no idea whether the myth exists or not. Second, what if we don’t find this myth? What next? You know even after those two months I will still be set free, it’s not like it’s my life that’s in danger.” I tell him the brutal truth
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