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Eighty Six B

Lucian

My hand stung from the force of the slap I had just delivered, and an immediate regret made my heart bang like a drum.

But something inside of me felt satisfied, knowing that Dimitri deserved the slap. His hand flew to his cheek, and he stared at me with wide-eyed disbelief.

Even I couldn't believe that I had slapped him. What the hell was I thinking? A blanket of heat fell over me, and I broke into a sweat, with my knees almost threatening to give way.

A tomb-like silence descended on us, except for the chirping of birds and the gentle rustling of leaves in the breeze. Dimitri's cruel mouth twisted with hate, and the fierceness of his glare glowed like an oven.

"Take a deep breath. Relax, the worst has happened," my inner self said to me.

My gaze darted away, my belly knotted, hoping he didn't bring out a stake and thrust it into my heart. His stare turned dark, ambushing my face.

"You filthy bastard. You dare raise your hand to hit me?"

"I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean t
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