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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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White Flag

#Chapter51 White Flag

For dinner, we all settled for some barbecue. Jason decided that he was going to be in charge of the barbecue himself. I was really doubting his skills, knowing that he never really cooked or grilled anything in his life. The girls and I, were setting up the table that was in the backyard. The view was extraordinary. Kale and Julien were out to get some drinks. Apparently all the alcohol ran out during those three days that we were not here.

My friends were drunkards.

Hannah was standing by the railing of the deck. She was staring at the sunset. I blinked several times when I realised how normal she looked at the moment. Her hair was tied in a messy bun and she didn't have make up on. She was wearing a simply dress that reached a little bit above her knee. Hannah had really long legs. I wouldn't be surprised if I actually see her on a Victoria Secret ramp on day.