THE HEIR
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"shut that pretty little mouth of yours or-" "OR WHAT ? YOU BIG HEADED EGOISTIC-" "or i have my ways to shout it up" "oh really? then what exactly are YOUR WAYS?" i think i made a mistake to open my big mouth because the next thing i know is i was pinned against the wall. he tilted his head low so that he could face me , he was inches away from me which made me nervous and my heart stated bating rapidly that i thought it would explode anytime wait- does heart explode with out any dissection? Nah! its just the situation made me to say those words. i came out of my trance when those green orbs started leaning towards me his breathe fanned my face. " i don't really think you wanted to know pretty little girl" he whispered leaning close to my like "umm... I. um i don don't want to know" I stuttered looking down. he just smirked and loosened his grip on my wrist stepping back and retreated from hallway. i just stood there not knowing what had just happened.
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"I'm not afraid of you," I tried to say confidently. He smirked while placing his hands on my hips. My breathing stopped for a few seconds but then continued when I remembered my goal was to be courageous. He licked a spot on my neck, and I narrowed my eyebrows in confusion. He gently wrapped a hand around my neck. "You might sound confident, but I can taste the fear," he whispered into my ear. His voice was very intimidating and almost sent tingles down my spine. ALMOST. But I was done being afraid of this monster. I was done feeling inferior to him. "There's no doubt that you taste fear. Here's the real question: is it my fear that you taste, or is it yours?" I asked bravely. I gasped when he tightened his hold a little and pinned me to the wall. I stared into his cold eyes as he stared into mine. He smirked when our breathing came to a match. Then he did the last thing I would expect: he kissed me. Warning: This story has mature contents.

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