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Author: Seprai Harle
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I stumble back with a wince when I collide with something solid.

There’s no pain but I’m rubbing my forehead, looking up to find the two hefty men clothed in all-black attires blocking my path. Their countenance is forbidding, much like Dad Griffin’s, although they’re Hunter’s bodyguards.

I glance past them to find Hunter still at the counter, so close yet far to reach.

He’s slipping from my fingers again and I can do nothing. Nothing. I haven’t fought a girl, so why try with two giants? I’ll just find a better way to talk with him. Or not talk with him at all even though curiosity gnaws at me.

I hate being kept in the dark. And the more Hunter avoids me, the more I want to understand why, even as he isn’t allowing me to do so.

Turning to leave, I’m stunned when the two men grab each of my arms. Their strong hands wrap completely around my arm, tight and painful.

“Fucking let me go!” I scream, struggling to no avail until I end up outside the mansion, thrown into the damn snow.

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