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the boy was so beautiful, he had curly black hair, a torn red sweater, fluffy freckles that painted his nose, and his face looked like it was sculpted by angels, but appearances are deceiving.
"What are you doing?" - Miles's voice whispered into my neck after brushing my hair off my neck. Still holding my waist from behind.
I was completely shivering, my heart was racing. I turned around scared.
Miles was looking at my body with a devilish smile.