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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing2h 57m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jun 29, 2020
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Romance
"Stop! " I hear his angry growl. "I said stop, I am not going to hurt you I am not a thief or a murderer " He insists, why does his voice seem familiar, what am I missing here. "I am going to remove my hand from your mouth, don't scream or I will close it again and this time it will hurt " . He stresses on don't scream. " I want to talk, just talk to clear the confusion why am I being hit in my own house ". And then I freeze, his house.... Like his house. It could be his house only if he is Dan, my body goes limp and he notices it because his hold on me loosens. Until now I hadn't seen him because my hair was all over my face . He removes his hand from my mouth cautiously, and uses it to un-shield my face from the hair and then all the breath is knocked out of me when I stare at his face. "You" .We both say in unison.
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