Her Dirty Games
In an instant, the magical power turned from a cold Artic star to a burning obsidian, and if one stared at it for too long, he would be bewitched by it and lose his soul.
Perhaps she was just hypnotized by his eyes, but she almost unconsciously lifted up the bottle of water and opened it.
"Make a wish. The genie is here." Daniel's voice was low, attractive, and magnetic.
She crossed her hands and said, "I want Fabian to stay here instead of going to France. I want her to dance in the square."
"Okay, your wish will be fulfilled by the genie tomorrow," Daniel said as he drew a mysterious smile on his lips.
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