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Pervert — Psycho

Ryan's POV

I stared at my hand which she had bitten.

It had no much effect on me, but I was shocked because she had behaved as though she doesn't know how to defend herself with violence, but bitting me now only proved that wrong.

Just as I've expected, this lady wasn't naive.

"Who are you, and what do you want from me, pervert!!?"

Her yell made me divert my eyes from my hand to her, and she looked pissed off. But did she call me a pervert? I didn't see that coming. But nevertheless, I shrugged it off with an evil smile. Only if she knew that a pervert was better than a psycho.

She had no idea that the man standing in front of her was the total opposite of a pervert.

But I wouldn't blame her. When my psychosis wasn't much on me, I could act like a pervert, a really bad one, but I couldn't still mate.

I had an aim for wanting to mark her, and with that aim in mind, I pulled her to myself, before I buried my sharp fangs into her neck, and she winced, struggling to break free.

"Stop
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