Femme Fatale

Femme Fatale

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Femme Fatale (n) - an attractive and seductive woman who lures men into dangerous situations. --- "Mark my words Mr. Crawford. I mean what I say," I threatened as I clenched my fists. He smirked and stood up from his desk, narrowing the distance between us. He was so close that I could feel his breath running down my neck as studied me critically with his cold eyes. "Say what?" he whispered into my ear. His hot breath blew into my ear, causing me to instinctively back up towards the door. My pulse raced and I felt slightly uncomfortable under his scrutiny. "You vile- I will bring you and your entire company down!" I spat through gritted teeth. Unfazed, he simply took a step back and chuckled. "I dare you," he said smugly
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Despite Sophia defying the odds and securing a job at the most prestigious company in New York City, she struggles to see the threat from her past creeping it's way back into her mundane life. Will it ruin the possibility of a happy future or was she always destined for a lifetime of loneliness? ***** Sophia was set up to fail- her teenage life was filled with cancer, suicide and gambling but with motivation and hard work she was able to create a comfortable life for herself. Being in the right place at the right time offered her an opportunity like no other. The only problem? The past she believed she had left so far behind her was in fact lurking just around the corner waiting for the right time to pounce. When the only man she felt she could truly trust began keeping secrets Sophia wondered if there had been any truth in their relationship at all. ***** "Why do you always hide from me?" His fingers were still gently holding her chin. He wanted that night to be different, he wanted to allow himself to feel things, for just one evening. She cast her eyes down. "I'm not hiding." "Then look at me, Sophia..." She took in a deep breath and drew her eyes upwards, looking at him through her mascara laced lashes. His fingers fluttered across her skin and he placed his palm gently on her cheek. He brought his face closer and rested his forehead on hers as if he were trying to fight the pull between them. "What are you doing to me?" His voice was barely a whisper.

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