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Prologue

Following the intoxicating smell, I stumbled into a clear blue building, gasping at the interior of the magnificent building, I wouldn't even consider it a building. It looks more of a castle than a building, the walls, floors and ceiling were all completely made out of crystal clear blue like it was a castle made of complete crystals only it's tinted deep blue. Looking up at the ceiling expecting it to be flat but I am greeted with a dome of the same material as the walls and floors, it just seems that everywhere I look is made out of the crystal blue, huh?

"You would be correct" a deep voice spoke from the left, quickly turning my head to the left wanting to know who had answered me. There he was, standing in all his glory, I swear he'd be the most attractive man I'd ever seen in my whole life. His clothes I'm assuming that they'd be tailored just for him as I don't recognize the brand he was wearing, if I hadn't known any better I'd think his a prince. Along with his ash grey hair making him look even more attractive. Lowering my eyes a little, I examined his face, he had a cute small mole on his nose and another on his bottom lip. His face was clear of any pimples or acne, jawline sharp as a knife, he's beautiful.

Too beautiful, no human could ever look that amazing, narrowing my eyes at him, I grew weary of him. Taking one step back I locked my eyes with his, his eyes were filled with amusement as if he had no worries in the world. "Thank you for calling me beautiful... Babygirl"

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Fuck, that was hot,

Opening my mouth to talk but all that came out was a moan, eyes widening at the sight of his smirk I quickly covered my mouth with both my hands to prevent me from letting another sinful sound out. Quickly straightening my back and placing both my feet together, in shock.

Little did I know that that one move would make me lose my balance, changing my whole life.

Tumbling over my own feet I quickly shut my eyes closed, swinging my arms around trying to grab anything that'd help me up from falling. Feeling a small gust of wind I felt cold arms wrap around my waist, gently pulling me back up onto my feet, regaining my balance. Shooting my eyes open I locked gazes with him.

Should I continue?