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Chapter 17 by D12 D12

How will Bob direct her emotions?

Her love and devotion, ofcourse

...and her head snapped to Bob, her eyes focused on his nametag. Widowmaker's eyes went wide and she glared at him, if she was able to access her feelings she would feel shocked and confused but as of right now she just stared, not sure how to proceed.

Finally, Bob spoke up. “Soooo…. Since I own your emotions, I guess it's obvious that you feel undying love and devotion to me, no?”

Widowmaker still stared at Bob like a deer at headlights but now something happened to her, she couldn't take her eyes off him, feeling a tightness in her chest she hadn’t felt in years, a yearning grew in her and she knew that she couldn’t deny that man anything and he was front and centre of her thoughts.

As she looked one she saw Moira approach Bob, putting her hand on his shoulder, Widowmaker’s yellow irises shrunk and her expression hardened as she briefly gritted her teeth and with grace but clear anger she stood up, rushed up to them and swiftly grabbed Moira by the wrist and twisted the arm behind Moira’s back, not caring for any damage she may or may not have caused.

“DON’T YOU DARE TO TOUCH HIM TU ES UNE FILLE!” Widowmaker glared down at Moira who was now on the floor, she felt a hand on her shoulder and she turned with a glare just for her expression to instantly soften as she saw Bob.

“Calm down Amelie, she is uh… your harem sister” Bob improvised quickly on his feet getting an unamused smirk from pinned Moira.

The explanation made Widowmaker let go of moira who quickly sprinkled her arm with her typical healing tech and it looked and felt fully healthy in a matter of seconds.

“Oh I am sorry dear! I just saw her touch your perfect arm without asking and that made me rage but if you put it like that I understand, please forgive me” Widowmaker blurted out in quick succession.

“Oh it's fine, Amelie, now will you do something for me?

“Anything.”

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A/N: As some of you may imagine, I am writing this as a writing practice during the quarantine and I am trying to get a little bit of the story out to you every day, I hope you guys don't mind varying chapter lengths!

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