Under Her Gaze

Under Her Gaze

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"You can run, darling.. but you can't hide." A loud instrumental sound fills the whole mansion, the lights are all turned off and only the light the brighten the inside of it is coming from the moon. The woman run as fast as she could but silently. She ran towards the forest part just outside the mansion. It was all dark and she could hear the howls of nearby animals and cricket sounds but she didn't care, she must get out of that place. She didn't see the root of a nearby tree and tripped. She thought she was already far away but a figure of a woman holding a knife proved her wrong. "No!" SOON!
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Therra Dime Prism wasn't your typical damsel. She was a hurricane in stilettos, a wildfire in a designer dress and someone who is powerful and untamable. Horizon University, with its pristine lawns and classy students, was her personal playground for rebellion. Rules? She considered them peculiar suggestions. Expectations? Those were there to be shattered, like delicate glass under a stiletto heel. Then there was Leo Williams. The golden boy, all smiles and sunshine, with a gaze that could melt and whose smile was irresistible and awakened something deep within her. He was everything she wasn't someone who was predictable, safe, the epitome of "good boy" charm. But that predictability, that safety... it was precisely what captivated her. Was it a challenge? A dare? Or something far more dangerous? Her love for him was a dangerous game, a high-stakes gamble played with a smirk and a reckless disregard for consequences. She'd charm him with a glance, challenge him with a whispered dare, push him to his limits with a touch. Each interaction a calculated risk, a step closer to the cliff. But what if the game wasn't just about winning Leo's heart? What if it was about something more? More destructive? Was she truly in love, or was this a twisted game of conquest? And if it was love, could this hurricane, this wildfire in designer clothes, ever truly tame her wild heart? Or was this dangerous dance destined to consume them both in its fiery embrace? Because one thing was certain with Therra, there were no guarantees. Only the intoxicating thrill of the unknown, and the chilling possibility of utter ruin. ©All Rights Reserved.Theyhateia.2020

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