Mark Twelve: The Fear

Mark Twelve: The Fear

Ichor Mansion, District One

I hurriedly walk at the hallway and quickly look for the last man that I don’t want to be entangled but it seems I cannot avoid him any longer.

“Loki!” I quickly called out his attention.

“Oh, my dear friend!” he said and was about to hug me but I glare at him. “Hey! Chill out!” he said raising his both hands.

“What did you do?” I directly asked him.

“What are you talking about?” he pretended.

“You’ve met her earlier this day.” I said and even without mentioning her name I knew he knows who I am referring to.

“What are you talking about?” he...

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