Sweet Little Temptation
He muttered a low, rapid string of words under his breath in a completely foreign, melodic, yet cutting language:
*"Un mucchio di idioti che rendono le cose più difficili del solito."
~ A bunch of idiots making everything harder than usual.
A sudden, violent shiver shot straight down my spine, so intense it made the hairs on my arms stand up. My eyes instantly lit up, my lips parting in a small, genuine gasp. I had never heard him speak another language before. The syllables rolled off his tongue with a terrifyingly smooth, authoritative cadence, but what truly caught me off guard was the pitch. The foreign words seemed to drag his already deep voice into an even lower, raspy register, a pri
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