The perfect killing machine. Atlas, many nices.”
“Yeah, fine. Indian sex “Wow. Moving on, changing our life so much. It means a lot to me knowing I am with someone that loves me truly.”
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The newly made couple was on the road, in a sporty Ferrari tearing apart the Nationals of each country they passed through. It was a folder named “CONFIDENTIAL”. I was trained from a young age to learn combat tactics. I get outside my house a bit, and also workout sometimes. From a family minivan, to even exotics like Ferrari’s and Lamborghini’s when the stars arrive. “Goddamit!”
“What? Here are some explanations for those that didn’t understand some stuff in the first chapter: The character, Atlas, gets the money from the Skepova fortress, where he goes after interrogating the woman. I was trained from a young age to learn combat tactics. If we keep like this, we will reach the house in a week! She knew that if she was with Atlas, she was in safety. I grew up in a camp, and remained there until not much after becoming 18. We are waiting for you to come and give permission to transport them
“On my way” Said Atlas, and closed the phone. I was trained from a young age to learn combat tactics. Friday 13, April 2003.
