He's no Angel...

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The man in front looks like he’s from heaven. Black silky hair, I just want to slide my fingers through it. Bright blue eyes like thebright blue ocean. Perfect pale skin, smooth and soft. He has a perfect angelface. I couldn’t stop staring at him.

He smiled, “Beauty is within you.”

I didn't know what to say. He was the handsomest man I haveseen in this world. Speechless, I was. He blushed. Suddenly he grabbed my wristand pulled me to him. He smiled. That hypnotizing smile.

I’m under his spell.

“You’re mine.” He whispered in my ear.

“Yes.” I said looking at his ocean blue eyes, such beauty inthose eyes.

He kissed my neck but I felt pain in my neck. He’s drinkingmy blood.

He’s no angel, he’s the devil.

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