Chase

It was late at night, 10:00PM sharp. You were waiting for your boyfriend, Chase, to come back from his mafia business. He usually comes home earlier. You began to fall asleep until you heard a weak knock at your door.

“N-ngh.. my love, c-can.. you please help me?”

He groaned, his voice was husky but shaky. He had bruises and cuts all over his face and his knuckles were bloody. He looked like he was about to cry. It hurt seeing him like this, he was usually so… strong.

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