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Samantha's POV
OH. MY. GOD.
Holy Starbucks delicious coffee!
That voice was definitely the most sexiest that I have heard in all my life.
And damn! His arms are strong. I bet he goes to the gym every wee- wait.
No, way! I freaking falled..and he freaking saved me!
I'm in his arms.. I'M IN HIS ARMS!
OH NO, THIS IS BAD!
What if he's a serial killer with a really sexy voice and a badass mind that secretly murders everyone that walks by this alley and decides to kill me and cut me in pieces so then he can sell my body parts through a goddamned bloody illegal webpage!
It took me a minute or two to realize he was talking to me again.
"Are you alright princess? Did you hurt yourself?" he asked me.
Wait. What was that? Did this freak just called me princess?
"N-No, I-I am f-fine...thanks umm..I have to go now" I studdered.
The unecesness in my voice was clear; his arms were making me nervous.
Not even a second after I said that, I began moving to get out of his grasp, but Mr.SexyFreak instead of loosening grip, he tightened it so I couldn't move.
Now I was getting scared.
"Not too fast, sweetheart." He whispered in my ear sending shivers down my spine.
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Mr.SexyFreak
AdventureWhat would you do if you bump with someone who could turn your dreams into nightmares? Not this, I hope. ~•~ Before I could stop myself, I did what no human being does when they have a 99.9% of possibility of getting kidnapped. "Why are you lettin...
