The Foreigner

The Foreigner

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A face caught your eye. One man stood out from the rest; a tall, middle-aged man had locked his eyes on you. You did not know why, but something about him latched your attention on him. You kept walking, but you could feel the glare of the tall, suspicious man still on you. Something about him felt familiar, but you couldn't put your finger on it. You were led up the front entrance stairs, and just before walking through the tall double doors, you take one look back. He was as still as a pillar and as big as a giant. You locked eyes with the man just as the doors closed behind you. It was time you faced your punishment. With the man lurking in the back of your mind, you prepare for your trial. "Lord help me." You whispered under your breath.
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"And what you tried today," I winced in pain as he held my nape from behind before turning me around. I peered up at him in fear while he stared down at me with his intimidating eyes. His eyes were thundering. Leaning down further, he made my pulse rise. Being so close to him- a man, no less, I could see the clear spec of blackness inside his dark eyes. They were so raw and so dark and so piercing. "I would suggest you not try it again," he added, his bottomless brooding eyes burned into mine, "because no matter how hard you are going to try, you are never going to get out of here without my permission. Away from my sight," he vowed in a menacing tone that had no expression at all. "Don't get your hopes high." Tears split down my eyes while he studied my face. "You like escaping. Don't you?" He explained to me in a condescending tone. "Let's see how you are going to try now with my eyes on you- all the time." "You can try all you want, but you can never break my spirits!" I looked at him, directly in his eyes without blinking. His eyes were still focussed on my face as he slowly stepped around me. "Do you mean it?" His voice was strangely soft, "Maybe I cannot. But.. " Adding to his intimidating aura. Shaur. "No.. " I whispered. "I can break him." His gaze met mine in an instant. "You seem to have forgotten your own mental capacity of understanding certain situations. Let me refresh it for you." His eyes seemed to burn holes at me. "I'd rather not get blood on your dress." WARNING: This book contains strong language, dubious situations, deception issues, manipulations, abduction and dark romance.

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