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Author: Ice
last update Last Updated: 2024-05-13 05:09:57

Kiara's pov:

The lights went on before I could blink and I shuddered, letting my bags drop on the stair entrance.

Fear.

Amongst other feelings, fear gripped me the most as I stared at his domineering gaze, my heart now beating inside my stomach.

His appearance was all black, a black long leather shirt that covered his legs but still exposed a little view of his Cameron shoe, a woolen scarf around his head, and cocaine between his fingers as his 60 years old eyes looked at me.

A plain look, that contained everything evil. Mercilessness, cruelty, death, just anything that screamed danger.

One thing about Eric which it's obvious no one else has noticed, was you could read his mind by mere looking at his eyes.

And trust me, right now, I know I've broken a huge amount of trust he placed on me.

Maybe I was being selfish after all. My little stupid act would have put us all in danger or maybe it already did.

I looked around to see the guards as well, standing at attention with chests popped
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