40 Days With His Fake Wife
11 parts Ongoing I watched Marcus's eyes narrow, his gaze piercing as he took a step closer to me.
"What are you trying to do, Marcus?" I asked, taking a step backward . But I already trap at the corner of the wall, I felt a jolt of panic. Marcus's hands came up, one on either side of my head, trapping me in place. His face was inches from mine, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity.
"Who are you?" he whispered, his breath hot against my skin.
I felt like I was staring into the abyss, unsure of what lay ahead. Marcus's question hung in the air, demanding an answer.
But what could I say? The truth? A lie? I wasn't even sure myself.
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This story is written in English-language.
Jzah_goldenbloom ^^