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15. Fear and Desire

Leah Falco's POV

I can't help it, I feel panic spreading through my system. I could almost swear his advance hurts under my skin. I am terrified of stepping on a catwalk again.

It is a stage of my life I already locked in a box and now this damn devil wants to open it like Pandora.

I look at my reflection in the mirror and caress the fabric of my dress, feeling how my fingers tremble through the fabric.

'I can not do this'

Oh my Godness! I'm shaking like I'm in the middle of North Pole.

He is still there, behind me, with a threatening posture, which indicates I will not be able to get rid of this one.

If Devil wanted me to fear him, then he's got it.

"Five minutes," someone announces from the doorway, adding to the round of shivers.

"What can I do to make you let me out of here without parading?" I ask, swallowing hard, ready for anything.

"Let's see", he approaches slowly until his chest is pressed against my back. His hands wander over my arms, my shoulders, my neck and rest of the
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