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Chapter 52 Help Me! To Help You!

I'm bewitched by his fingertip upon my chin, my gaze diverted to at least contain my flushed face.

Slowly he traces his finger upwards, grazing by the side of my cheek as he strokes the locks of my hair.

I hear him sigh and I can see him lower his gaze, his hand from my hair slowly lowering once again.

He traces my hair down to my chin, and then his fingers stretch out widely, completely covering my neck as he grits multiple times.

The veins on his hands thicken becoming rock hard.

Regardless of how much his veins showed or how angry he seemed, his hands which seemed itchy to crush me would always retract once he squeezed in even just a tiny bit.

Dexter let go of my arms, his left hand *ssisting his right to strangle me, and yet his grip could hardly hurt a fly.

"Stop playing these games!" He says to me in a hoarse sobbing voice.

"What game?"

"You're doing all of these to get my attention aren't you?"

Dexter, overwhelmed with hopelessness, seems rather anxious to hear my response. His
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