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Love takes hostages
without a knife or gun. He tricks them into falling willingly, seduces them with his promises, massaging their hearts with pleasures and feelings… but love has a plan. To force them to relinquish their will. To give him their life. To give him their heart. Love takes hostages… And he kills a few.
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