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Vetinary
      Charlton

We were laying under the bed

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We were laying under the bed. Isabella was fully dressed.

Damn! How can she still look that hot in sweatpants and a hoodie? My hoodie to be exact. But really? She isn't even trying! So unfair, she's making me excited... in places you don't want to know.

On the contrary to her, fully clothed body was my half-naked body. Seeming that I had walked out in a towel and the door burst opens a few seconds later, I wasn't dressed.

We were both controlling our breath to keep as silent as possible, my heartbeat rang in my ears and I could feel the burning heat coming off of Isabella.

It was claustrophobic but her smell is intoxicating and calming.

Isabella
     Maribelle

I was getting sweaty and panicked but I knew that if we were found I'd have to attack them all first before they responded

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I was getting sweaty and panicked but I knew that if we were found I'd have to attack them all first before they responded.

Suddenly from the gap between the floor and the metal bars holding up the mattress, I could see things being thrown and tossed around. The bookshelf in the corner of the bedroom had even been pulled down.

They were tearing it apart, causing a lot of damage.

A pair of feet approached the bed, the shuffling rung in my ears. A few seconds later and the mattress was pulled up revealing Vetinary and me under the bed frame.

"Crap!" Vetinary shouted.

The Lingerers heads shot over to us. My gaze drifted over them... twenty, forty are somewhere else. Good for me!

Their guns were drawn and pointed at us.

"Out now!" One with a deep voice, black hair, rugged face and dark eyes commanded.

We crawled out the bed, my head twisted sideways towards vetinary pretending to try to mind my head. I looked at him in the eye with an -"I got this"- look. He nodded slightly.

Once we both shot up to our feet, our hands up in makeshift surrender. Four guys approached trying to grab my hands.

Looks like they know about my powers. Oh well here goes nothing...

Fire blasted from my hands, making the four bulky guys back off. They were all in a tight pack formation.

Easy

Ice travelled along the floor up their feet, slowly surrounding their bodies in a thin but strong layer of ice.

Vetinary
     Charlton

I was about to approach the men who were frozen when Isabella's hand shot out and grabbed my arm holding me in place

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I was about to approach the men who were frozen when Isabella's hand shot out and grabbed my arm holding me in place. 

Since when had she gotten so strong? Holding me back is difficult I weigh five times her body weight because of all these muscles.  Yet! She has no problem of wrapping her thin small hand around my flexing bicep and yanking me into place.  What the hell?!

"What is it?" I asked

"I think one got detached from the group" she chuckled

"There is someone else here?"

"Yeah" she breathed "Don't go killing them just yet, I need their voices. And no! That doesn't mean you can torture them for a while"

She knows me so well, hey ho! If they don't talk, to begin with then I'll have to put them in some pain to get them to talk.

There was a loud bang from the kitchen, the TV playing and I got curious as to who it was.

My body naturally began moving towards the door.

"Nope!" Isabella demanded pulling me back, popping the p.

"Why can't I go?"

"Guns! Death! Fighting! Supernatural powers!"She almost screamed

"Damn! Overprotective much? Wait isn't it supposed to be the other way round?"

She laughed at my confusion.

"There's only one of them. I can handle it"

I narrowed my eyes at her, she whipped her head around, sending her beautiful brunette hair flying... and stalked towards the kitchen door.

"You know I'm the bodyguard. This is literally what I'm paid for" I mumbled loud enough for her to hear. 

She just shrugged like she doesn't care. This damn woman... she's taking my boldness, my ego, my love and now even my job...

..So hot.

She peaked her head through the door. The TV was louder than before and there were packets rustling.

She smiled before she closed the door on me.

Who is that in there? Why aren't they with these iced over men?

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