Ever imagine a god lost his way to you? Well, i did. Only, this god had bloody knuckles, a gun in his hand and a broken nose that somehow still managed to make him breathtaking.He was leaning to the wall of my office, opposite me with a gaze that stripped my every defense.I felt like a hostage where I stood as my fingers kept punching the alarm button under my desk over and over again, even though nothing happened.I needed someone, anyone to come, security, the police, a damn army, I didn't care as long he'd be taken away from me.“Are you insane?” I spouted, trying to keep calm but my finger had pressed the alarm again.Damian Ross scoffed, unbothered as his hazel eyes fritted between me and the alarm, that act had my skin crawling. "Sign it Mabel, you have no choice"He suddenly cocked the gun as I clenched my fists breathing fast but he just used the nuzzle to scratch the back of his neck.“You don't get to walk back into my life and order me around.” I retorted reeled with hat
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