The dim lights of their penthouse flashed you as you made your way to Mathéo’s study, hesitating to open it as you could hear faint screaming and panting in there.
You open it to reveal Mathéo towering over a man who was lying on the floor with his hands tied behind his back, and he was dripping in blood. He looked at Mathéo with pure fear.
As soon the door opened, his eyes flickered to you, and a warm smile appeared on his face, “Ah, Ma moitié!” he exclaimed with that thick french accent.
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