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❝ YOU DON'T LOOK LIKE THE TYPE TO BE A CONVICT, PLEASE ENLIGHTEN ME ON HOW YOU GOT ACCEPTED TO SUCH A SCHOOL, BROWN EYES. ❞

A FLAME OF FURY AND HATRED SMOLDERED MY EYES AS A SNARL SURPASSED MY LIPS, ❝ MURDER YOU DUMBASS. I WAS CONVICTED OF MURDER. ❞

HIS EYES HELD AMUSEMENT AS HE MADE HIS WAY TOWARDS ME, A SMIRK EVIDENT IN HIS GODLY LOOKING FACE, ❝ HOW CUTE, DIDN'T EXACTLY KNOW YOU CAN WIELD A KNIFE. ❞

I FIXED HIS WALKING BEING WITH A DEATHLY GLARE, ❝ I'M GETTING A FEELING YOU WANT TO BE NEXT. I CAN SHOW YOU AND ONCE I DO IT WON'T BE PRETTY, ANGEL. ❞

AS SOON AS HE WAS RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME I WAITED FOR THE INEVITABLE BUT SURELY NOTHING FOLLOWED BUT INSTEAD A STATEMENT THAT MADE MY CHEEKS IN HEAT.

❝ THAT'S HOT. ❞

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