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"I know what you are." His voice still calm. No fear present in his eyes.
"So do I." I lean against the wall his gaze set on me.
"Show yourself then." He urges. I take a step forward.
"And why would I do that?" I sass to him.
"Because I know what you are." He repeats amused. His smirk widens as each word rolls off his tongue.
He starts circling me, eyes as dark as the night, watching me carefully.
He raises his hand, and my muscles stiffen. My eyes trail with his hand which starts stroking my left cheek.
"You're pure, still so, so innocent." He says, his eyes never leaving mine.
I break eye contact, looking away.
"Go to hell."
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