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Rosalie smiled slightly, she moved so he had more room atr her neck.
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Max sucked at her neck. He caressed her thigh very gently.
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Rosalie moaned quietly, "M-Max... I think w-we should stop s-soon." She said letting out a soft quiet moan.
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Max stopped and looked at her, "someone's coming." he said.
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Rosalie tilted her head, "R-Really?" She asked a little confused and shocked.
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Max teleported to the window and looked outside, He soon found a formal-dress man with a suit-case.
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"Max?" Rosalie said quietly, "Is everything alright?"
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Max watched and heard a knock at the front door. He grabbed Rosalie and teleported to the front door. He opened the door and looked at the man. "Ca-" Max said before getting cut off. "Hello, I'm Mr. Jared Michaelson. I'm here to disgust some things concerning, you and this young lady." Mr. Michaelson said.
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Rosalie yelped as she was grabbed, she hid close to Max. She moved into him more as she was mentioned she looked at Max.
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"Ms. Carter, right?" Mr. Michael asked. "Yes. Can I help you? This is private property." Max said. "This is serious business Mr. White." he said.
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"Max." She said stiff at his side, "I don't like this." She mumbled the last part so only he could hear it.
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Max grabbed her hand. "Sir, please. I'm just trying to help you!" he said.
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Rosalie glared daggers at the man for a few seconds. She looked at Max and back to him she huffed quietly and turned to walk away.
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Max let go of her hand. "We have to discuss some things about Ms. Carter. We have found that she has stolen some things and the government has decide to take her to court to see if she pleads guilty or not. So Sir, please." Mr. Michael says.
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Rosalie gritted her teeth, that was like an insult to her intelligence, to her life style, shed spent years of her life perfecting her style and her cons and their was no way anyone would be able to find anything on her. She glanced behind her shoulder at him, "Sir I'm sorry but I've never stolen anything in my life unless you count a dollar bill from my mother's nightstand when I was six so I could buy a chocolate bar. I think you have the wrong person." She said, the lie came off natural like it was true, well part of it was.
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