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87. Mother

Esmeralda's POV

His eyes were boring into mine and I couldn't understand how any of this was any business of his. He had said his goodbyes to the principal but he was standing by the door looking at me, whispering to me so that only I could hear the seduction in his voice.

His accent made him sound poetic which I can reckon he uses to trap women. Well, he didn't have to speak much if trapping women was what he wanted. He was already very good looking and any woman would want him.

Any woman but me.

I could feel the pressure he was releasing onto me, it was like a rock was on top of me, crushing me to smithereens or else I gave him a befitting answer only then would i be free.

He was powerful.

Compelling. Sexy and very villainous.

He was standing close to me, and was scared he would hear my heartbeat or something. I was just terrified of him, he was too close to me and he had an eerie feeling about him that made me want to take for the hills.

It was like no matter what I did he was alwa
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