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My appetite is immediately gone. I must have looked like a pig swallowing as much as I have in front of him while he watched me.

—Aren't you hungry? - I ask in a thin voice, dropping the fork on my half-empty plate.

—Not of food. - He responds looking at me with that expression that takes my breath away.

— Please don't look at me like that. - I beg, swallowing hard and looking away from him.

—Why do you always do that? Why does your mood change so easily? A second ago you were so happy. What have I done that offends you so much?

"You wouldn't understand."

—Don't look at me like you want to eat me! - I yell getting up from my chair, in a sudden and unexplainable rage.

Alex stares at me impassively, swirling the wine in his hand a couple of times untill he drains it in one gulp.

— I look at you like I want to eat you. - He repeats amusedly. - You're absolutely right, little witch. I want to devour you and not only in a sexual way.

I step back in fear shaking my head.

—Are you some kind