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Ophelia stayed at his Adrian's house for the rest of the day.
"Are you going home," Adrian asked.
She shook her head. "Do you have something I can wear?"
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Ophelia stayed asleep until the morning. Adrian stood over her as she slept.He smiled. She was beautiful. Tall and relatively thin. She looked very graceful. Long legs and arms, a long graceful neck.Perfect for diamonds. Perfect for kissing. Large brown eyes. Long lashes, and brown skin. Such a beautiful color, rich
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Eric looked up at the large house. He frowned. Was this right?It had to be.He knocked on the door.
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Adrian glanced at Ophelia. She sighed."Adrian I want you to be with me," she said.She stood in nothing but his shirt as always. She always demanded he take the shirt off he was wearing so she could put it on.
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He stood over her, as she held her head."Sir? What's going—"She looked down at her hand. "Whats this?"
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Adrian frowned, staring at her as she sang. She protested. He hadn't exactly expected that. He thought she'd say something along the lines of:I want you, so this is fine.He'd thought she'd say something like that.
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She laid in his lap, as he stroked her hair. She wouldn't stop shivering.He found it disconcerting, how afraid she was."There, there, little songbird," he whispered, kissing her hair. "Everything is alright. He's gone now."
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Ophelia had fallen asleep.Adrian went back down to the Mines. He was...upset.Fury was coursing his veins. He'd never been so angry.
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Adrian allowed her to sit on his lap. She was facing him, her legs on either side of him. She said she was scared.He stroked her hair."Greedy cat, will you ever leave me alone?"
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