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Mr Reigns

I was going to die on the stairs. Before I could actually feel the other steps of the stairs, I felt hands wrapped themselves around my waist. My eyes were closed. Why do we close our eyes when there were some dangers? That was stupid. As if with closed eyes, we weren't going to feel any pain. "Fuck. Are you okay?" I opened my eyes quickly when I heard this deep sexy voice. My eyes widened at the sexy piece of human standing in front of me. No human had the right to be that sexy. "God?" I asked. When he rose one of his perfect eyebrows in confusion, I realized how stupid I sounded. His perfect face was everything. His well trimmed beard made him look so handsome. His green eyes was hypnotizing. As his body was pressed against mine, I could feel how muscular he was. He helped up stand up and roughly let go of me. His eyes trailed to the floor. I followed his eyes to see a cigarette on the floor. "I'm sorry?" I more like questioned. Was I supposed to apologize for the wasted cigarette which was going to ruin his health? "Thank you" I said when I decided to look at him again. He was already staring at me. He was wearing a black suit. His hair was perfectly fixed. I wonder how would he look if his hair was messy and he was wearing a Jean. Noticing that he was not going to say anything else, I stared at the stairs. "I'm going to go" I simply said and walked down the stairs carefully. When I was on the grass, I gently lifted my dress so that it wouldn't be ruined and walked bare feet on the grass. I turned my head slightly to look at the man, who seemed to be observing me. He was still on the stairs, his eyes on me. He was model worthy. He did seem to the snobby type of man. I quickly turned around to face the woods. That man could take the breath away just by his looks.

Lechna Baram · Urban
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Broken Julien

#Chapter18 Broken Julien

I was sleeping when suddenly I heard the doorbell echo in my house. I groaned, then slightly opened my eyes to look in the direction of the window. It was dark outside. My eyes drifted to the clock that was set on my nightstand.

It was three freaking o'clock in the morning!

/"Who the hell can it be?/" I mumbled as my hand reached my forehead. I sighed, then pushed the blanket off me. I stood up while rubbing my eyes. I could hear my mother walking down the corridor. I walked to the door and opened the door.

/"You woke up too/" My mother sighed while shaking her head.

/"Why is someone at our door at three in the morning?/" I whined in annoyance. I hated when people would disturb my sleep. The doorbell rang again.

/"How would I know?/" my mother asked while rolling her eyes. Oh yes. My mother tended to be grumpy when we interrupt her sleep too.

Daughter like mother.