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Usagi's P.O.V.

As I was dressing after the job was done, I could feel his gaze on my back. I turned and smiled at him, though I didn't feel like smiling. A wicked smile was his only response before he reached for me and pulled me again on the bed. He started kissing me all over: my neck, my mouth, my breast. He striped me, throwing my cloth somewhere behind the bed. I closed my eyes as he got into me and bit my lip to stop the scream of agony. I felt as if I was being ripped from the inside. The pain was so intense and constant, that the scream in the end did escape my mouth. I opened my eyes, afraid of his reaction. Thank goddess, he thought it was scream of pleasure, not agony, and rewarded me with one of his ugly smiles. Then he got into me again. Bastard. God, how much I hate him! I looked at him: he was fat, old and perverted. People like him don't deserve to live. In that moment I wanted nothing more than to kill him, to stab him with knife. To stab him again and again, t make him suffer like I did. Thank Lord, there was nothing sharp enough in room to stab him with, because in that moment I felt so much hatred, that I would surely kill him. Then, all of sudden, all my anger and hatred vanished, and all that has left was complete emptiness. I felt so tired and overwhelmed that I just wanted for him to finish so I can sleep.

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Mamoru's P.O.V.

It was 2 a.m. in the morning and I was sitting in my office, studying some papers considering that mini camera we found today. No, not today, yesterday. Not that I understood a word that was written. I was way too tired to comprehend that bunch of technical nonsense's. Not that I would understand anything even if I had good night's sleep, but never mind that. It's not like anybody expected me to understand that. My job was to find the murderer after all, not cameras. I stretched and yawned, and took another sip of coffe. Three more pages to read and I could finally go home and sleep. Fifteen minutes later (but to me it seemed like fifteen years), I could finally go. I locked all document in the drawer, took my keys, locked my office and got into my car. For a few minutes I just sat there in silence. I was so tired, not to mention how worried I was considering that somewhere outside was a maniac on freedom, probably just now killing some whore. Then it occurred me! I turn on my car and drove in complete opposite direction of my house.

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Author's P.O.V.

She was running as fast as she could in high heels. Even as she ran, she knew she couldn't escape him. He was much faster and he was coming up with her. She turned to see that only few paces separated her from him. As he grabbed her hand a desperate scream escaped her mouth. She was fighting and struggling against him, but he was much bigger and stronger. As she seen fight would do her no good, she started pleading him to let her go, but it seemed her words didn't reach him. He took a dagger from his belt and was about to kill her, when a stone hit him in his head.

"Hey, what the heck do you think you're doing?!"

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