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Steven cleaned the cabinets silently with his earpiece on. The compound ought to be silent that morning, if not for the gardener and his lawn mower. Mrs Jones' daughter will be around in four days. He smirked at her thought.

“Hey!” Soft arms grabbed him. He would have knocked it off if he didn’t see Anita, frowning at him with her arm folded. The lady loved frowning for some reason. He didn’t hate it. It just doesn’t fit her.

“What now?” Steven removed his ear piece.

“Come with me!” She pulled him to the balcony.

“If this is about that night…”

“It’s not about that night!” She snapped at him, refrained from the pulling his arn and then continued.

“Why are you always mad at me?”

“Keep quiet!” She taunted. “Just shut the hell up. You annoy me.”

They were on the balcony now, luckily not distracted by the lawn mower this time.

“What is wrong?” He asked.

“You are so sneaky! I can’t believe I trusted you, Steven. Damn, I wanted to give you my body. How disgusting!”

Steven was surpr
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