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rembling of my knees. I stole a glance behind me to ensure I hadn't moved any closer to the railing, but to my dismay, I was o
the unit instead of gushing out this narrow bal
ts off his pallid face, save for his blood-red lips. He looks like death, but he stands here, alive and dange
eeting his gaze. "I'm curious, Sir," I said, still holding
he moment but then again
and sat down immediately on top of the railings—raising my right hand away from his hold. He walks closer to me and is now
straight into my eyes. I notice how his gaze slowly moves down my neck. His li
t admit. What the h
on my spot. I am scared that I might fall any second but I wanted to confirm som
m currently on, curiosity kills mor
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en leans closer so I move farther from him since he is now
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xed on the only person who is looking at me from the same spot. I even saw how
yes and wants to cry already
ten," I heard a whisp
, I am sure that his eyes turned blue when he growls a little. I started to panic when the horning cars are very close already—which means that we a
y knees, st
spered to myself, my
d to be