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"Snuggle bee ?" He said, coming towards me like a predator seeing its prey and decreasing the distance between us. "What cuddles beast? "I asked, raising my eyebrow at him. He just chuckled and came awfully closer to my face caressing my cheek. If I move, then definitely our lips are going to touch. Our closeness is sending a shiver to my spinal cord; adrenaline is increasing. The pupil is dilating. My hands are sweating. Butterflies are stupidly flying in my stomach region. He started staring into my eyes. I want to move back when I don't want to because I should let him know that he doesn't have any effort. He has, but I don't want to admit it. This man is different. His aura is telling me not to mess with him. His eyes are holding something, which made me look into them. But I found nothing. He is an expert in holding his expressions. " Feisty, huh? I like it. " He said with a smirk. I scoffed at his fake charm. "Nasty, huh? I don't like it. " I said, crossing my arms to maintain some distance between us. He started laughing and pulling me closer to him. I tried to remove his hold from my waist, but it is too strong. "You are a perfect little thing, your smart, sexy, aggressive, and kind. Perfect to be my queen." He huskily said, near my ear, I can feel that he is smirking at me. I felt weird. I pushed him away from me. "Am I supposed to be flattered right now? " I asked "Maybe," he said, trying to get close to me "Or maybe not. Look, mister, I don't know who you are? It is better if we end this conversation right now and better maintain some distance between us. " I said, pointed my finger at him. Suddenly he dragged my finger towards him. I fell on his hard chest "Let's end this conversation with a kiss." He said, didn't give me a chance to respond. His lips are on mine. My life was completely messed up because of Elijah Carson, who is a ruthless mafia king.
can I see the light.
