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Your world is a living expression of how you are using and have used your mind.

~Earl Nightingale

Charlotte

"I didn't know perverted females existed." Anthony spoke with his already deep husky voice become deeper and huskier making my insides clench.

"Huh?" I whispered to myself.

Chuckling, he started coming closer and closer to me but with every step forward he took, I took one backwards, well at least until my back hit the kitchen island. In a flash, Anthony was in front of me and he placed his hands on either sides of the island trapping me.

"Look at me." He commanded and I couldn't help but do as told, my eyes averted and met his piercing blue orbs, I swear I felt like he was looking into my soul and him towering over my tiny figure wasn't helping at all, I felt so small and insignificant compared to him.

He lowered his head until his breath was fanning my face. He pushed some strands of hair behind my ear and while at it, his cold hand grazed my skin. Immediately my eyes flutter