Richard walked through the front door of his mansion, sighing in frustration. He was overwhelmed by his work at the Mafia, he had a little blood on his cheeks, because that's what Mafia bosses do. Anyway, he noticed you were laying down on the couch, mumbling. "Hm." Richard slowly walked behind the couch, grabbing your shoulders, as you jumped in surprised. You smelled blood, and you noticed it was on Richard's cheek. You leaned to Richard's cheek, licking the blood off, cause you're a wolf.
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