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CHAPTER FIFTEEN - Faith in fabric bondage.

Standing before him all I could wish for was a hole to open up and swallow me. Swallow up all the embarrassment growing in the pit of my abdomen.

He looked just like he did the last time we met. His golden blonde hair neatly brushed to perfection, the attractive stubble under his chin, million dollar suit in check and his blue eyes looked brighter than ever, except this time they were not focused on my face, but on the bond on my hands. So much for not wanting to meet in an awkward situation next time!

I faked a light smile, pretending i almost did not recognize him "Damien?"

He looked back up at my face and took a step closer "why do you have a...." he trailed off, analyzing my hands. It was fabric, torn fabric that Mr Lee had just wrapped around my wrists which was why it was much harder to loosen. "that on your hands?"

I looked down at my wrists and scoffed "It's a stupid game i'm playing. Friends you know... they can make you do a lot of crazy stuff."

From the corner of my eyes i c
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