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2021-05-16 11:34:11MALAYINA
May 14th 2018
"If you desire to keep your hands, I suggest you remove them promptly." Amar snarls as he remains standing in the doorway.
His eyes narrow into thin slits, his chest rises and falls ferociously, with his hands curling into a fist. One side of his lip arches as he growls when my father doesn't drop his hand. Instead, he chuckles like a mad man who thinks he's untouchable, pulling me flush up against his body.
"Take one fucking step, I'll snap her neck like a twig." He maneuvers his hands, putting me into a headlock.
I struggle against him, desperately wanting to break free from his restraint.
"Stop struggling, mikros. I won't let anything happen to you agapimènos." He tries to soothe me.
I allow my body to relax. I close my eyes and take deep breaths through my nose, willing my heart rate to follow suit. I think of the kiss we shared and it takes me to a higher place for
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