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“My last bullet,” he muses, gliding the revolver from Law’s navel to trace it up to his chin, “I’ll save the last bullet for you doll.”
The words are spoken with a hint of poetry, making it as if he’s reciting a twisted sense of devotion. It shouldn’t be arousing, but he does it as if it’s a dance.
“Shouldn’t you express your thanks.”
God, the way that easy dominance rolls off him. Law finds it sick to think it’s hot in a moment like this, when he’s so close to death. Thanking a man that has a gun pressed against him, that might very well pull the trigger as soon as he says the words.
“Thank you sir.”
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- Part 29 of for my muses