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Chapter 12

Amara

He looked at me with a pale expression,and I raised my eyebrows at him wondering if he got into a fight or something worse. Killian took his hands back from me and placed them inside his pocket not allowing me to see them at all.

"Oh nothing just a bit of a disagreement is all." He calmly noted. So calm in fact that it seemed normal for him and he didn't feel or notice the pain at all.

"What are you some underground fighter or something?" I questioned with slight curiosity with major concern for him.

He let out a laugh and made his way over to a decanter of whisky that was displayed on a golden stand that looked more expensive than my home.

"No at all, it's just in my line of work, you have to get your hands a little dirty." He continued and poured out whiskey into two glasses that were topped off with spherical balls of ice.

Taking them in his hands he walked back over to me and handed me one.

Without hesitation, I threw it back without making any faces of discomfort or harshne
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