Nyctophile
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His colour of choice was black, it was very seldom you saw him wear anything but, he preferred taking care of business after hours, it was a rare sight if you got to see him. For everyone else his eyes were empty, his heart was cold but for her it was different.
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He pulled me closer to him as my breath hitched in my throat. His looks could kill anyone who got near him. He pressed his lips next to my ear. "I don't care anything about you.... You saw what you saw and you can't leave" He pulled away from me, walking out the kitchen, leaving me in here. I think they were right, he does have a cold heart....

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