I couldn't help but stare at her as she looked at me directly in the eyes.
What is she?
Doesn't she know who i am?
Doesn't she know that she is here because I am about to kill her?
And what did she say? Go ahead? Like seriously?
Instead of fear there is a little twinkle in her eyes I am sure it was their even just for a mili second but i am damn sure it was there. And that was the moment I knew I want to know about her likes dislikes taste favs everything.
I walked ever so calmly towards where she stood with that damn twinkle in her charcoal colored eyes " Do you think this all is a joke?"
I asked in a menacing low tone.
She lazily looked at me her eyes again void of any emotion and i instantly missed the twinkle in them "No" came her short, simple and sweet reply. Great. Just fuckin great.
What is she A fuckin robot giving single syllable replies? Even i use more words then her.
I lowered my gun which was pointed at her some moments ago and seeing my action all my men did the same. Again with low and soft voice which even i couldn't recognize was mine i asked her "What's your name?"
At this she seemed confused but without arguing which i was thankful for replied "Amina Salvester"
~"So now you Ms. Silvester are under my mercy"~
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Ok so here is the prolouge i don"t even have full story planned but bits of it and i want to knw if anyone is interested in reading it only then i will publish it
otherwise it is better in my draft :)
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On His Knees
Short Story"I knew she was different the moment my chocolate brown eyes met hers which were the darkest shade of black or was it because there were no emotions in them. They were empty, void of everything" A girl who once used to be happy who also dreamed abou...
