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Even just to move her mouth or open her eyes Bella felt inadequate. She really felt that she was on the verge of life and death now. #Hello. Thank you for reading Dangerous Man until recently. If you wish, please give a review of this story. This will really help me to be better in the future. Thank you♥️

Sometimes women are considered weak. Underestimated and can't do anything. But women can do more than they think. Until it's able to fascinate anyone. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 Kim and Kyra walk into a nightclub with loud-sounding music. Inside the spacious room has lighting from led lights in blue and purple looks so amazing. In the middle, just above the dance floor, everyone moves to the music played by a man behind a DJ table.

I can only think how tall this man is, and how his skin sent a tingling sensation that strange me, and even the hardness of his muscle feel through my back is such a shocking and comforting. I was fully surrounded by darkness. It's a kind of darkness that embrace my crumbled peaceful world and is now no way of fairytale. And the dread only intensified... This person is no way of comforting, he is far dangerous than the woman itself! I'm screaming inside. It didn't help how I fear the bloody thing that the woman have already done before me, and the very evidence that is the bloody footprint! And I'm so sure, I meet all the requirements for her so-called opportunity of a bloody ends!

She was ushering me to join her, and when I refused, she dragged me forcefully. "Why are you so uptight?" she whispered softly and wrapped her arms around my neck. This woman was dangerous. She leaned her head on my shoulder when Careless Whisper by George Michael began playing, and I've never felt so happy in my entire life. I placed my hand on her lower back as we swayed to the music slowly. I spun her around and smiled at her. Her gaze softened. "I'm guessing that this is your jam," she taunted quietly. I nodded quietly.

"What are you talking about?" "Your husband," Dame tried to clarify. "He might get worried." "He won't even know that I went," she replied with a cheeky smile on her face. "I won't be tagging you and Zin along too! This is just the girls' night out, so you and Zin can have fun in your suite." "We need to go with you; it's dangerous!" "It's a club, Dame, not a warzone." "It might as well be considered as such," the man whispered. "Intoxicated, broken human beings are dangerous too." He winced and rolled his eyes. "A ton of sins too."

It was an indescribable feeling, one that gave me goosebumps, as if every fiber in my being were alive with passion and desire. “Darling, you are so much more than that woman, keep that firmly in your mind.” He clenched his jaw, “However, I must caution you to be mindful of people like her; they can do unimaginable damage if given the chance. I don't want to see that happen to you and it's why I'm saying this. The world is a tough place and there are many forces out there looking to bring down those who dare to stand up against them. That woman is one of those forces.”

All it felt as if the woman was warning her, as the worry, concern and fear became prominent on her face. “Dangerous….Danger….” The woman said this time in English. Zara frowned not knowing what does the woman meant by danger. “He’ll try to kill you. Kill you. Danger.” The woman said barely managing in English. Zara’s confused expressions changed into serious ones. She was shocked. She immediately got up, paid the money and ran out of the arena. The woman kept saying something but Zara didn’t stop and ran into the café where she left Sunny. Sunny seeing Zara rushing in with worried expressions on her face stood up from his place.

The word left my mouth before I realized it. I don't react to women like this. Not even the ones who practically throw themselves at me every time I walk into a room, models, actresses, women who make a career out of being looked at. None of them have ever managed to shake me. But this woman wasn't even trying, and somehow that made it so much worse. No. Not worse. Dangerous. I forced my eyes away, jaw tightening.

Damien looked at her like he regretted saying the words the second they left his mouth. Yet somehow couldn’t take them back. Thunder rolled outside the windows. Neither moved. Vivian should say something. Professional. Reasonable. Safe. Instead she asked softly: “What exactly are you trying to say?” Damien’s jaw tightened. For a second, she thought he might finally say it. Finally break. But Damien Blackwood was a man built entirely from restraint. And restraint won. His expression cooled slightly. “I think Roman Ellis is dangerous.” Coward. The thought came instantly.