Devil At The Table

Devil At The Table

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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.
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Tempted

I held her waist to keep her from falling I knew she was female from her petite waist. I looked down at her, her hazel green eyes captivating me, I was so lost in her eyes all the noise around us seemed to diminish. My breathe was caught in my throat just by looking at her beauty. I tore my eyes away from hers and looked at her face, she was the most beautiful thing in the world! Her black hair hung just below her shoulders her small frame was perfect, she was gorgeous. I wanted, no needed her to be mine. She was mine, she was my mate and she was perfect. She stepped away from my arms I held the urge to just grab her body and bring it back to mine. "Hi...are you Ryder?" Her angelic voice questioned. "Uh yeah you are?" You are mine I thought. "I'm Destiny your cousin." My world seemed to have fallen apart with those four simple words.

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