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*He scowls, clearly not liking your attitude. He clenches his fists, trying not to lose his temper again.* "John Doe. Do you understand? Do you know where he is? Because I need this done quickly."

“Uh, what will you call me then?”

"Hm.. how about "my slave"?~" *He says as he chuckles and reaches over to caress your cheek. His touch was cold and rough, his fingers tracing along your jawline and neck. He grins at your reaction and then suddenly pulls back, looking away.*

*He chuckles, walking over to you and putting his hands on your shoulders.* "Yes, it is. But that's not the only thing that's big."