After saying that, he hugged Tatiana and strode away without looking back.
Killian squatted down in front of me, holding two sharp steel nails in his hand. He smiled wryly and said, "Have you seen the bone-breaking nails we use? Just one will completely cripple your foot and you'll have to crawl on the ground like a dog for the rest of your life."
My eyes widened in horror, but he stepped on my foot and two bone-breaking nails were driven into my ankle.
I was in excruciating pain that I passed out completely.
It was already two days since I woke up again.
My phone was full of Tatiana’s showing-off updates.
It was a look I had never seen on Timothee in the past three years.
A dignified gangster boss personally cooked, soaked feet and tied hair for a woman.
Feeding mouthful by mouthful, the gifts like water filled the entire background wall.
They were strolling around the amusement park, enjoying the same pastry, and the love in their eyes was drawing.