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"Hello, sweetheart."
She froze.
Her mind was screaming, telling her bail and tell for help. She wanted to run, but she didn't know if her legs would be able to carry her successfully into the door. It was like that if she made a wrong move, the creature would crush her and spread her blood across the pages of the books behind her.
Her hand was still above his, and she couldn't move a finger. The male wrapped his cold fingers against her soft skin, which made her belly strung in knots.
He sauntered towards her and lowered his back to sniff her. His face was so close to her that she could almost feel his breath sticking against her skin.
She wanted to ask him, who the hell he was, but her lips couldn't even part a bit.
She heard him chuckle as he observed her fear-stricken face.
"Why are you so stiff?" he gently places his hand at her nape and slowly pushed her head towards him to get a closer look. "Why are you so terrified of me?"
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