The Summoned Lily
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Última publicación mar, may 31, 2022
"Im summoned here to fulfill my mission and that is kill you." I stare him with my gray eyes. But he just smile to me.
"No you are here to be mine." He say and grab my shoulder and leaned me to the wall. He jailed me with his strong arms.
"How can you be so sure?" I grab my dagger in my hips and aim his neck. We're staring each others eyes.
Im drown with his stare that pair of unique blue eyes.If you stare it closely you can trace the gold flakes around it. DAMN!!! Makes me want to stare it forever.
"Cause even your my enemy. You will still be mine. And no one can break it. Cause its already sealed." He leaned closer and kiss me.
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