For luck

WINTER

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"Now, what do you want?" He repeated with his eyes pinned on mine. I gulped fearfully and tried to avert my eyes from his piercing gaze, but I found it almost impossible to do.

It was almost like his beautiful blue orbs were calling out to me as though they were compelling me to keep staring at him.

"Winter?" He beckoned with that cold voice of his that always sent shivers down my spine.

Words. I had to form words. I opened my mouth to answer, but no words were forthcoming. My brain had gone blank and completely numb as all my thoughts flew out the window. Being in this room alone with him must've been the dumbest shit I had ever attempted in my entire life.

What did I think when I asked to speak to him privately?

I should've just said what I had to say and left, but I didn't because somehow, my subconscious had tricked me into believing that I would survive standing in front of this man for no longer than five minutes without going weak in the knees.

"Why did you agree to du