"M-Madam! I can't do it!" Owen refused, horrified by the thought of killing a man in cold blood. He'd seen his Madam did it several times but he doesn't have the heart to kill anyone! His chest was getting heavier.
Allison watched the face of her minion turning white like paper. Then slowly her face broke into peals of laughter, her body was shaking giddily. "Look at you! You look like you're going to pass out! You look so hilarious!" she keeps laughing in glee finding the reaction of her minion comical.
Owen breathed deeply, his face getting serious. "I'm so sorry, Madam. I haven't killed anyone yet. I'm not going to kill anyone tonight!" he said adamantly in a controlled voice.
Allison was still beaming and the smile lingered on her face for several seconds. She looked directly into his eyes. "Calm down, I'm just kidding!" she told him.
Privilige is coming...the management insisted on it.
I just want to inform you ahead so that you won't be surprised...
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