I'm back again this week with Chapter 19

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I hope you will like this chapter. The first part of this chapter is the past. I really didn't feel like putting it in Italics so...

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Edit: 30/07/2023

Behind Enemy Lines

Almost Two Years Ago

Orihime stood in her office in front of her desk looking through photos of models that will be featured in her company's magazine. She was interrupted when Momo paged her that someone was on the line.

"Who is it Hinamori?"

"It's Mr. Sōsuke Aizen from the Telecommunications Market on line 2, Madam CEO." Orihime picked up the phone and pressed line 2.

"Yes, this is Orihime Inoue speaking."

"Yes, Ms. Inoue. I'm glad I can hear from you finally after so long." Came the smooth voice. "I've been meaning to contact you earlier since the CEO meeting a couple of weeks back, but I wanted you to get settled with your company of course."

"Well thank you for your consideration but I can handle a phone call."

"Yes, I bet you can, among other things…"

"E… excuse me?" Orihime asked.

"Nothing, I just wanted to see if you are available for lunch. I would like to discuss with you several things, mainly about being your supporter for your company."

She sat down and crossed her legs. "Why?"

"Well, your company I can put my full trust into it. You seem the type of woman that will have a level head and will keep your business floating. You seem like the type that cares about her employees and will do anything to keep that trust. You see, I trust you, Ms. Inoue."

"I'm flattered and all and I wouldn't mind having lunch with you but talking about work is not what I do on my lunch breaks. If you would like to discuss business, then I would advise you to call my assistant and make an appointment so we can have a meeting on the books. Within the meeting, you will have your attorney and I will have my own attorney. That way we won't have to jump through loopholes and dodge bullets to get to the main issue at hand. Also, I would love to accept your offer, but I have no idea what's in it for you. I would rather have documentation of your desires than your words."

"Smart lady. I was just testing you, Ms. Inoue. But please, my main desire is to have a simple lunch with you," he spoke smoothly.

"Cute. I wouldn't mind lunch but unfortunately, I've already made plans. Maybe next time we can have lunch." Uncrossing her legs, she stood up. "Not to be rude, but I have a lot of work that needs to be intended to. So, I will send you back to my assistant and you guys can arrange that meeting and lunch date. You have yourself a good day, and I hope to see you soon Mr. Sōsuke Aizen." She then hung up after switching the line over. She smiled while she continued her work.

Sitting down and biting into her sandwich, Tatsuki continued to chat about her day with her handsome smart doctor boyfriend, whom Orihime has yet to meet.

"He's so romantic. He took me on a yacht, wined, and dined me. Then he gave me this beautiful necklace. I don't know how to react to this. He told me he loved me, but I didn't say it back. I kissed him and smiled saying thank you. Do you think he noticed?"

Orihime took up a napkin and wiped her mouth. "Do you love him?" she asked.

"I don't know… maybe…. I think so." Pausing. "Yes… yes, I do." She smiled.

"There's your answer." Orihime took up her iced coffee and sipped it slowly.

"But that's not what I was asking you, Hime. I wanted to know if he noticed."

Orihime placed her drink down and leaned back. "Yes, he noticed but he didn't want to pressure you Tatsuki. He just wanted to let you know where he stood in the relationship. If you want to tell him where you stand have the DTR talk." She picked up her sandwich and took another bite into it.

"What the hell does DTR mean?"

"Determine the Relationship," she said in between chews. After swallowing she continued. "He has already told you where he stood now it's your turn."

"I'm not used to this. He is my first real boyfriend."

Rolling her eyes, "You're joking, right? You've been on so many dates since we graduated high school, and now suddenly you want to act shy? My goodness, tomboy Tatsuki is turning into a lady."

"Watch it Orihime," she growled.

Orihime laughed.

"That is a sound I will love to hear for the rest of my life," said a familiar smooth voice.

She stopped laughing and looked up at the handsome man Sōsuke Aizen.

"Ms. Inoue," he smiled. His smile was stunning. Speechless, Orihime could only nod in response. Noticing her friend's hesitation, Tatsuki jumped in.

"Hello there, I'm Tatsuki, Orihime's best friend since childhood." She outstretched her hand. He took and shook it. "And you are?"

"My name is Sōsuke Aizen. I'm one of Orihime's business partners."

"Well, hi. Do you need to speak to Orihime about something work-related? I could leave if you want?" Directing her question toward her friend. Still sitting speechless, Orihime quickly recovered.

"No Tatsuki stay. Like I told Mr. Aizen I had plans for lunch and anything work-related I don't discuss during my lunch hours."

"Well damn Orihime, you don't have to be so mean. Just talk to the guy. I have to go to the restroom, so take your time." Getting up and grabbing her lunch she quickly left Orihime sitting there. They stared at each other for about two minutes without saying anything. To her, it felt like an eternity before he finally spoke.

"May I sit?"

"No."

"Thank you," he sat down.

Rolling her eyes. "What do you want?"

"You, of course."

"Excuse me?"

"I know it is bold of me, but I've had my eye on you since that meeting."

"So, you decided to stalk me?" she raised an eyebrow questioningly.

Sosuke chuckled. "Goodness no my dear, just the opposite."

"So, explain to me how you found me?"

"I was just getting a bite to eat when I saw the most beautiful auburn hair-"

"Cut to the chase and not the bullshit." Orihime cut off his flirtatious talk.

He smiled. Holding his hands up he spoke. "Since you were busy for lunch, I asked your assistant if you had plans for dinner. She told me no. So being that I ran into you here, I wanted to ask you out for dinner."

"No-"

"Of course, she'll go!" Orihime snapped her head up.

"Tatsuki!"

"She'll go. Pick her up around 7:30 tonight?"

"Yes, that will be fine," he stood up. "I will ask your assistant for your address. See you tonight Orihime Inoue." He smiled at Tatsuki in thanks before he left.

"Orihime, why were you going to say no to that guy? He's hot!" Tatsuki said sitting down. She gazed up at her friend. She cringed when she noticed how enraged she was. "What?"

"Dammit Tatsuki why would you do that?" she asked irritated.

"Isn't it obvious? I wanted you to have some fun and get laid. Since your epic breakup with Ulquiorra, you need someone new in your life. I mean you broke up then fell off the face of the earth and came back fierce as ever. Fierce is sexy, especially in the bedroom, so let him hit it one time," she laughed.

Rolling her eyes, "Whatever." Standing up, "Look I have to go back to the office. Also, have that talk with your boyfriend."

"Ok ok, I will. Oh, on your date wear that sexy olive-green dress with those sexy black heels. It'll bring out your eyes. Oh, as a matter of fact, where that black dress with red stilettos. Every woman has to whip out the little black dress sooner than later."

"Okay fine." Walking to her town car that was parked in front of the café, she spoke. "I'll call you later."

"Okay see ya," Tatsuki walked to her car that was parked around the corner. Orihime's driver opened the car door for her.

"Ma'am."

"Thank you, Ty."

Several hours later Orihime sat in the large restaurant with Sōsuke across from her speaking about the economy, at least she thinks so. She rolled her eyes.

'Boy this is boring,' she thought to herself. She sipped her green apple martini.

"I'm sorry am I boring?"

Yes

"Of course not," Orihime lied.

"No need to lie," he smiled sipping his gin and tonic.

"What gave it away?" she asked.

"I repeated the same thing 5 times." He chuckled. "And I also called you a boring woman multiple times."

"You called me boring? Wow, how absurd," she mocked.

"You did have a lack of communication with me. To me that deems you as someone that likes the sound of her own voice."

"What?" she choked.

"Am I wrong?"

"Very," she threw back the rest of her martini. She lifted her hand calling the waiter. "May I have another please?"

"Sure. Sir? Would you like another?"

"Yes, thanks." When the waiter left to get their orders, Sōsuke watched as Orihime's expressions changed. "What's on your mind?" he asked.

"Why am I still here?" she said, taking the olive from her empty glass and popping it into her mouth.

"Why are you still here?" he asked leaning back in his chair and lifting his leg to rest on his thigh.

"Trust me if I wanted to leave, I could."

"Then leave."

"Don't tempt me," she smirked.

"Like you're tempting me?" he smiled.

Before she could say anything in retaliation the waiter interrupted her.

"Here are your drinks."

"Thank you,' they both said.

"Anything else for you ma'am? Sir?"

"No, we're good for right now," Sōsuke said.

"Very well," he then left.

"Well leave?" he said as he raised his drink towards the exit.

"How am I tempting?" she asked instead.

He smiled. "For starters, that dress shapes you out beautifully." Sipping his drink, he then continued. "Then next are your legs. You do notice how short your dress is when you sit right? I can see that you are teasing me by crossing your legs." She brushed her fingers over her thigh. "Then it's your aura. It's independent and sexy. I had to let you know I am turned on by it."

Orihime started blushing. No man has ever talked to her in such a manner.

"So, tell me why you are tempting me with your aura and the way you are dressed. Tell me, do you want me to take you across this table?"

Orihime slowly switched her legs and shifted herself to be more comfortable.

"I see I'm making you uncomfortable and rather hot I can assume."

Orihime stopped shifting herself and leaned forward. "What do you really want from me Sōsuke?"

"I thought I told you this over the phone earlier. I desire you Orihime."

"You don't even know me," she whispered. He leaned forward and stared into her amber eyes.

"Orihime, you know I am a very powerful man." She was captivated by his soft brown eyes. "With my power, I can know things that even the government does not know. Being that I am powerful I usually get what I want. Plenty of things. Women throw themselves at me. However, I don't want them, my focus has only been on you. I want you and I will have you." Her eyes slowly blinked, hypnotized by his words. "If not now sometime in the near future, I will claim every fiber of you." He then leaned back and sipped his drink.

Orihime became hot suddenly.

"I… I have to go to the restroom. Excuse me." Standing up she quickly walked to the restroom.

She closed the door and stood in front of the mirror. Her cheeks had a heavy tint of red. "I don't know if it's from the alcohol or if it's him." She spoke out loud. She splashed some water on her face and dried it off with a couple of paper towels. Straightening her dress, she studied her form in the mirror. He was right, the dress shaped her out nicely.

Fixing her hair which was in soft curls, she smiled and then left the restroom. As soon as she was about to turn the corner towards the dining area someone grabbed her waist and pulled her back. She opened her eyes to find herself in a little storage room.

"I told you that I desired you." Orihime started to panic.

"Wait, what are you do-" He pushed her face against the wall and pulled up her dress. Gripping her ass, he groaned. "So soft and firm." He then pulled her laced panties down and rubbed her sex from behind. He leaned against her. She gasped when she felt his erection through his pants. "Yes, just as much I desire you, you have yearned for me." He leaned down to whisper in her ear.

Orihime was frozen as he showed her his wet fingers. He then proceeded to play with her. She moaned from him touching her and exploring her. But she couldn't fully enjoy something so arousing when they were in a damn closet. She bit her lip when he entered a second finger. "Tight. Has it been that long for you?" She moaned in response. "I'll take that as a yes." Suddenly he stopped when they heard voices. Pulling his fingers out of her, Orihime whimpered from the loss of his warmth. "We'll continue this soon. Fix yourself."

She turned around. She bent down to pull her panties up and fixed her dress down. She watched him as he settled his erection so it wouldn't be noticeable. As soon as the voices disappeared, he grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the closet with him. Out in the dining area, Orihime couldn't help but feel naughty. She felt exposed like everyone's eyes were on them knowing what they had done in the storage closet. They made it back to their table, where he picked up her purse and gave it to her. The waiter came and handed him his credit card. While he followed the waiter to where he should pay, Orihime took up her remaining martini and threw it back. As soon as he came back, she felt the small buzz from the drink. He took her hand and led her out of the restaurant.

She took her time walking out of the restaurant to his car. She was then startled when he grabbed her hips to push her against the car door and captured her lips. She was taken aback by his eagerness. She hadn't been kissed since breaking up with her last boyfriend Ulquiorra and never dated since so the feeling that she got from his forcefulness was welcoming. She moaned in the kiss when he licked her bottom lip. He then took that moment to slide his tongue into her mouth to taste her. He loved the taste of sweet martini on her tongue. He moved his hand from her hips to her hair and tugged her head back so he could taste her deeper.

Orihime wrapped her arms around his neck and tilted her head so she could taste more of him. She didn't know what was coming over her, but she was horny. Really horny for some reason, and it was starting to scare her. But she pushed it to the back of her mind. She moved her hands from around his neck and took a fist full of his hair. She felt courageous, especially with the mix of alcohol in her system.

Sōsuke left her lips and moved to kiss her neck causing her to moan. While he attacked her neck with kisses Orihime took in all the breath she could get before pulling his head so she could taste his lips again. His other hand moved off her hip to her breast and he started palming it through her dress.

The feel of her breast in his hand aroused him more and he started to grind his throbbing member against her. Orihime moaned in his mouth loving the feelings he gave her. Hearing shuffling and snickering, she opened her eyes and focused them on the side of the parking lot where she saw two little girls laughing while walking with their parents who were blushing at her and Sōsuke's make-out session. Realizing what they were doing Orihime pushed him off her.

He was taken aback by the action that he stared at her confused.

"I'm sorry, but this isn't supposed to happen… you know here… in the parking lot," she managed to say while flushed. Hearing the snicker, he focused his attention on the small family. He finally was having his way with her. "I think we should go."

Sōsuke smiled. "Yes of course." He moved closer to her, making her step back only to realize she couldn't move any further. He smiled again. "I'm just opening the door for you, my dear."

Blushing Orihime only could nod.

The drive back to her home was silent with only the sounds of soft jazz coming from the radio.

Pulling to the front of her gate, Sōsuke put the car in park. He stepped out of the car and then made his way to the other side of the car to open the door for Orihime.

She smiled, taking his hand which he offered and stepped out.

"Thank you," she whispered.

"I hope I can see you again, not work-related," he smiled. Orihime knew what she wanted besides being a little drunk.

"Please feel free to call me anytime," she giggled.

"Mmm," he leaned in and gave her a small peck on the lips. "Good night Orihime."

"Good night."

Since that night Sōsuke and Orihime would go on dates from coffee dates to a hot steamy make-out session night cape. The conversations were always so intriguing to her. The way he would talk about his business and how he became the top CEO of telecommunications. How much he benefited from being the top dog and how many women throw themselves at his feet, but he only had eyes for her. She loved the way he would flatter her by sending her small gifts and flowers to her office. He would even surprise her by bringing her lunch when she couldn't leave the office. But everything wasn't as dreamy as she hoped.

There came a conversation about their future and how they would spend the rest of their lives.

While sitting in a small smoothie café, things changed.

"I want to retire at the age of 45 with my child taking over, but that kind of looks impossible being 23 almost 24, and not yet married. But I do want to get married soon and have three kids: one older child and a set of twins. Or maybe two sets of twins. And I want a big dog, probably a golden retriever or a cute black Groenendael. I've always been fascinated by dogs since I was little. But after I retire, I want to travel the world with my husband and live happily. I wish I had someone to share that with. What about you Sōsuke? You're 33 and an attractive man, why aren't you married with children? And don't give me that excuse 'because I'm working'."

"I may not be married but I do have children." Orihime stopped sipping her smoothie and gazed at Sōsuke with confusion.

"You have children?" she pushed her drink back. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Why would I do that? Would that change how you look at me? I am still the same man."

"I… I'm sorry I didn't mean to sound rude, but I believe it's something you should have mentioned on our first date."

"Our conversation on the first date had nothing to do with children and our futures. It was just a casual conversation set off with great chemistry."

Orihime sighed. "I guess but I think you should have told me something earlier." Pulling her smoothie back in front of her she spoke, "So how old are your children? I mean if you don't mind me asking?" She sipped her smoothie.

"My oldest son is about 26, my daughter is 25 and my youngest is about your age." Orihime choked on her smoothie.

"Wait but you're 33 how is that possible?" she asked grabbing napkins to wipe the spilled smoothie.

"They are adopted Orihime." He said nonchalantly while he watched her clean up the small mess.

"But-"

"You probably know my youngest child." He said cutting her off.

"I do?" she asked confusingly.

"Yes. Ulquiorra." Orihime's eyes widen at this new development.

"Ul… Ulquiorra?" she whispered.

"Yes. He told me a lot about you when he was in college. I couldn't help but be amused. I didn't believe you were the same Orihime Inoue when I found out you were the CEO of Sweet Treaties. It took me by surprise actually." He took up his own smoothie. After taking a sip he continued. "Ulquiorra told me what happened to you. You had gotten pregnant during your last year of university, but because of an accident, you lost the baby. I would like to apologize for my son's way of dealing with the situation. But I am here to pick up the pieces. Let me take care of you Orihime. You deserve that much."

She was speechless. Someone other than Tatsuki knew the full story, but she didn't even believe her. She started to feel tears come to her eyes when she thought of that night. She had lost something of hers once again.

"Orihime let me take care of you. Be mine and you won't ever have to worry about losing anything anymore." She clenched her fist. She abruptly stood up and grabbed her smoothie. She opened it and threw the rest of her smooth at Sōsuke. He stood up from the impact. "Orihime!" he shouted. His calm demeanor was shattered when he was hit with the pink smoothie. "Dammit, girl what is wrong with you?" He grabbed napkins and tried to clean up the mess.

"I'm no one's property! I am my own person… so fuck you!"

Sōsuke stopped wiping the mess off his suit.

"What did you say?" he asked calmly.

"I said fuck you and your son Ulquiorra. That bastard planned to kill me and my baby. And take care of me?" She threw her head back and laughed mockingly. "Keep your bullshit proposition. I am not a charity case. I made it this far without anyone's help. I can take care of my damn self so find someone else to seduce. Don't ever call me again." Grabbing her things marching out of the small café.

"This is not the end Ms. Inoue. You will be my property whether you like it or not."

Since then, Orihime has not heard from Aizen or any of his associates. His company continued to contribute to her company's funds but that is the only contact that they have with one another. Until now…

One Week Before Ichigo Wakes Up

Orihime's eyes fluttered open. She closed her eyes and opened them again adjusting her eyes to the lighting in the room that she was in. Slowly getting up she took in her surroundings. With her head throbbing she noticed that she was in a bare room with her body lying on a comfortable bed. The pain started to bother her. She slowly moved her hand to her head to feel her head had been bandaged.

"What the hell happened?" she whispered to no one in particular. Her voice was hoarse. She tried to swallow but her mouth was too dry.

"Water?"

Orihime's eyes snapped up from the voice and came face to face with the person she never thought she'd ever see again.

"Wha-" she choked out.

"Drink so we can talk." He handed her the water. She eyed the bottle suspiciously. "Trust me I didn't drug it." Still staring at him she took the bottle and tried to open it, but she had no energy. He took the bottle from her and opened the cap. He then handed it back to her. She hesitantly took a sip but started chugging it down. She didn't realize how thirsty she was until she emptied the water bottle. He took the bottle from her.

She watched his every move before speaking.

"What the hell do want Ulquiorra?" He placed the bottle in the garbage by the door. He slowly turned around and made his way back to her. He stood silently watching her. Getting frustrated she repeated the question but with more malice. "What the hell do you want Ulquiorra? And where the fuck am I? And why the hell ar-"

Before she could get the rest of her question out, she was pinned down on the bed with Ulquiorra right on top of her. One of his hands had both of her wrists pinned down while the other held her face.

"You seem to forget that this isn't the time or place for you to act as if you have no home training. You will respect me, woman. I should have killed you for running away from me into another man's arms," her eyes widen, "but I will forgive you this once. I'm not really a man of second chances Orihime."

Anger fueling her, she spat in his face. "Fuck you!" Ulquiorra was surprised at her indecent act, he let go of her wrists and her face to wipe the spit off. With this opportunity, Orihime kicked Ulquiorra in the gut and watched him bend over in pain. She quickly scrambled off the bed and ran to the door. She pulled the knob only to find that it was locked from the inside. She snarled in frustration only to be pinned against the wall.

"You seem to have a lot of fight left in you." Grabbing her hair and pulling it, Orihime screamed out in pain. "You lost your chance bitch." With one of his hands on her arm pressing it on her back and her hair wrapped around his fist, he pulled her back and smashed her head against the door.

Orihime fell to the floor in pain. She slid to the floor crying in agony. Before she could hit the floor passing out from the pain, he gripped her hair. She moaned in pain. Dragging her back to the bed, he threw her on the bed.

"That's the way to do it Ulquiorra!"

She was confused.

Where did this other person come from?

She opened her eyes to lock eyes with light blue destructive ones. Tasting iron in her mouth, Orihime spit out the remnants of blood before speaking.

"You're that guy from Ichigo's office," she said.

"Yeah, what about it?" He smiled. "Speaking of Ichigo, that bastard is lucky to be alive. I thought he was a goner with Senna stabbing the shit outta him. Hey sweet cheeks you think he'll rescue you? If he does, I can kill him myself. He's got it coming, that cocky shit."

"What did you do to him?"

"Me, I ain't do shit to him… yet" he started laughing.

"What is the entire ruckus about so early in the day?" Orihime's eyes flickered to the door revealing Sōsuke and a woman with green hair. She blinked and couldn't believe he still looked the same. But it's only been a year and a half since she had seen him.

"Our little pet woke up scratching. Had to put her down." Smirked Grimmjow as his eyes roamed her tattered body.

"Did she know? We can't have her act a muck now, can we? Nelliel dear can you grab me the sedative for me." He entered the room. Orihime started to push herself away from him but only came in contact with the headboard.

"Don't fucking touch me!" she shouted.

"Why not? I couldn't stop thinking about you since that night; as much as I wish it was me giving you pleasure."

"Wha… what are you talking about?" she asked, confused.

He smiled. "Grimmjow, would you mind?"

Laughing he left the room.

"You see I've been watching you since Ulquiorra contacted you several months back. I would have had you sooner but there was a change of plans. You see that nuisance that you've been seeing had gotten in the way. So, because of you, we had to set our plans back. But we moved earlier than expected. You see you and that nuisance started to get too serious for my liking. We had to end that right away. Senna, losing control because of your closeness with that eyesore, made the first move. Despite it being violent, she ended up hurting you. I punished Senna for hurting what's mine. I could care less about that man that you lost yourself in, but now I have finally got you in my possession."

Grimmjow walked back into the room. He had a little flash drive along with a laptop. He handed it to Sōsuke.

"Now I didn't want you to see this, but I think I have to hold this as collateral to keep you docile." Opening the laptop, he punched in his password and plugged in the flash drive. After swiping the keys on the keyboard and turning up the sound he flipped the laptop over to Orihime. "As you can see, I have a documentary of your session with my son Ulquiorra."

Orihime's eyes widen. There on the small screen was the image of her pulling off the towel and standing naked in front of Ulquiorra. She gasped seeing what was happening on the screen. Tears started to well up in her eyes. She continued to watch; she watched as she was told by Ulquiorra to lay down on the bed while he stripped his own clothes. She closed her eyes and began to weep. She thought she had finally moved on from that day. She had made a mistake that night. They weren't supposed to have sex.

"Open your eyes Orihime," Sōsuke whispered.

"Open them up you filthy whore!" yelled Grimmjow. "It's getting good."

Orihime continued to tremble refusing to open her eyes.

"Ulquiorra if you would please."

Ulquiorra made his way to Orihime and pulled her hair. She snapped her eyes open and groaned out in pain from the man handling she was receiving. He grabbed both of her arms and pinned them behind her back as he threw her in front of the laptop. Letting go of her hair she suddenly felt something metal pressed against her temple.

"Keep your eyes open or a bullet is going to go through your head." Orihime started sobbing as she had her eyes glued to the screen. All she could see was Ulquiorra pleasuring her through oral sex. She didn't want to see this. Ichigo gave her pleasure when he went down on her. Not him. She choked on her sob when she saw her face twist up from her orgasm. She couldn't take this. She didn't want to watch him fuck her on screen.

"Please stop! I'll do anything. Just please… stop," she cried.

Smiling, Sōsuke shut the laptop.

"Aww and it was just getting good," Grimmjow smirked.

"Ease up Ulquiorra." He nodded his head, before letting go of Orihime he put his gun away. Gripping her arm, he pulled her up to sit straight.

Sōsuke sat on the bed next to her as she cried at her very own sex tape. He gripped her chin so that she would look into his eyes. "Orihime, your life belongs to me now. Everything you do, I will know. You must not hide anything from me. If you do, there will be consequences and this video will be the least of your problems." He took a piece of her hair and pushed it behind her ear. Leaning forward he kissed the top of her head. "As soon as you recover, the plan will be set into motion. Until then get some rest, my princess."

He stood up and retrieved the sedative from Nelliel. He took her arm and found her vein. Injecting her, he watched her eyes as they got heavy. "Rest easy…"

And there it is!

I hope this chapter has got you thinking because it has for me.

WELL UNTIL NEXT TIME... Traitor.

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