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"I'm tired, Josh," she said.
"From what? Being in HongYoonChoi organisation? Or are you tired of loving me, Celine?" He asked, cupping her face and connecting their foreheads.
"I'm tired of everything. Can you set me free?" She placed her trembling hands on his bare chest, gently pushing him away.
The man let out a smirk, as he answered, "I already told you in the beginning; that in my life, there are no doors. So you can't escape from me Celine. You can't. Except if you'll die in my hands."
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