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Alexander kept going and then came, gasping. "Fuck!" He continued until they both finished climaxing.
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Annabelle slumped back and tried to catch her breath, her heart pounding.
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Alexander pulled out and flopped down onto the bed. "God.."
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Annabelle glanced at him and smiled. "That was great." She whispered.
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Alexander grinned. "Gets better every single time huh?"
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Annabelle laughed and nodded. "Yeah I guess." She replied.
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Alexander kissed he one last time before laying down on his back. "I am so tired..."
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Annabelle smiled and kissed him back before laying down as well. "Yeah. . Me too."
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(We should add some drama.)
Alexander smiled and closed his eyes, falling asleep.
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((I don't know any type..))
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((How about her pimp comes?))
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((That doesn't make sense though. . How would her pimp find her in Florida?))
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((No.. Remember? Alexander got directions from her and they left that night for Florida. Annabelle didn't have time to tell anyone.))
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((Oh. What if someone saw her when she left the house that day and they went back and told her pimp?))
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((Uh, the doorbell ringing and her waking up))
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Annabelle woke up suddenly and heard the doorbell ring. Alexander was still asleep so she went to answer it.
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Alexander turned in the bed as soon as she left, leaving a warm spot next to him. He groaned and turned over.
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Annabelle opened the door and gasped when she saw her old pimp. She immediately backed away. "ALEX!" She screamed.
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Alexander jumped up and ran out the door with his pistol. "Wha- Who the fuck is this dude?" He asked, walking down the stairs. Great another guy's ass I have to kick..
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Annabelle stood behind Alexander, frightened. "My old pimp... holy shit..." She whispered.
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Alexander looked at him and laughed. "This guy, seriously? Okay little guy get the fuck out of my house." He shoved the guy out and onto the porch. The guy was at least two feet short than Alexander.
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"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Her pimp asked, glaring at him. "You stole my property."
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Alexander grinned. "I did? And I think I am the most eligible bachelor in California and a billionaire, who are you to be telling me I stole from you? Your a simpleton an idiot who doesn't know how to do anything except pry on women who can't find jobs nor provide for themselves."
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"Welcome to the real world pretty boy. Nobody takes my property." He growled, pulling out a gun and pointing it to Alexander. Annabelle gasped. "I'm not your property anymore!" She screamed.
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Alexander looked at him and knocked the gun out of his had, sighing. "Get a grip, dumbass you shoot me you will be captured by my bodyguards waiting outside."
(Should the pimp shoot him?)
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((Alexander just knocked the gun out of his hand so he can't. ))
Annabelle clutched her heart, terrified. What is going o happen?
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((Lol he could pick the gun back up x3))
Alexander turned around and hugged Annabelle, kissing her softly. "It's okay, nothing is going to happen."
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Annabelle sighed and looked over his shoulder gasping when she saw her pimp raise the gun. "ALEX!" She screamed, attempting to push Alex out of the way. But it was too late. He pulled the trigger.
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Alexander froze as the bullet went through his shoulder, blinking he turned around. He clutched his shoulder and fell to the ground, seeing the guards take the man away before he drifted into unconsciousness.
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A few hours passed and Annabelle stayed in the hospital room with Alexander, holding his hand. "He's lucky. If you wouldn't have tried to move him, he would have died. " The nurse said.
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Alexander opened his eyes and groaned. "That dumb ass leprechaun got me.." He laughed coughing a bit.
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Annabelle smiled gently and kissed his forehead. "I'm glad you're okay. .." She whispered, feeling horrible.
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Alexander smiled and looked at her. "I'm fine it was only a graze. I just sort of passed out from shock." He shrugged.
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Annabelle stroked his hair gently. "I almost lost you. I love you so much." She whispered.
