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EIGHT
IRENE
There he was standing in front of me, it had almost been two weeks but his face was tattooed in my mind's eye, his perfectly sculpted face and dark eyes that gazed deep into your soul as if looking to drag out every inner secret you have ever had.The black shirt and trouser he had on complemented his chiseled body beautifully and I kept looking at his chest through the space left by the two unbuttoned buttonsFor a second I was frozen as I kept looking at his face in shock, so many questions kept racing in my mind.Who was he? Why was he here? Why was I here?I couldn’t think of an actual answer to all these questions so I just stood there staring as all the naughty thoughts I had been having with this guy in my mind for the past days came flooding in. I was helpless.“Earth to Irene, why are you just standing there?” I heard Tony say as I snapped back to reality finally averting my gazRelated chapters
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