QuickSilver John

Quick, slick John as he was called, a playboy. Today the day to close the books on her, she was dry. Cutting ties was necessary.
He steps out the building and a voice simply said; that is him. The beginning of the end, his lover was the Admiral’s blood.
John knew life as he knew it was over, as quickly as he lived. Just like quicksilver.


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