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Chapter 32
The four men lower their tumblers, throwing back the liquid simultaneously. They all have a certain cohesion because even though their loyalties lie in different places than they once did, they still train together regularly, which ensures they still have that tacit understanding. Lucas just looks at Ve inquiringly. His face is gentle, and he looks amiable, and Ve expects nothing less of the sociopath. Why would he show a sign of the crime he has committed? Because she is sure, to him, doing harm isn’t even a hobby, it is just a way of life. "You aren't going to drink with us?" Lucas' handsome face is twisted into a look of hurt. It looks so genuine. The manipulative piece of sh*t. Of course, Ve is well aware she is not going to get out of this room without drinking the drink, she canno
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