It was those damn eyes. That charming smile and that smirk that got me. That confidence, that swagger...Him.
He was the Devil at the table and day by day I was lured into his home, Hell.
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It was those damn eyes. That charming smile and that smirk that got me. That confidence, that swagger...Him.
He was the Devil at the table and day by day I was lured into his home, Hell.
The room is awfully quiet except for Keenan's laboured breath and my heavily pounding heart. His hands are planted on his hips and his eyes fixated on the ceiling as if he's thinking about all the re...