For a moment, neither of them moved, their bodies locked in a tense standoff. The unspoken power dynamic between them was undeniable, and she knew she was standing on dangerous ground. Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to gather her thoughts, but his presence was overwhelming, consuming her every sense. Her fingers trembled slightly, a mixture of fear and defiance coursing through her veins. She knew she couldn't back down, even in the face of his menacing demeanor. With a flicker of determination in her eyes, she squared her shoulders and met his intense gaze head-on. "Thank you," she retorted, her voice steady despite the unease that pulsed through her. As Cynthia's retort hung in the air, the intensity of the moment seemed to magnify. Erick's dark gaze bore into her, assessing her resolve, while Roderick's enigmatic presence lingered like a shadow in the background. A flicker of amusement danced across Erick's face, impressed. "Good Girl I," he replied, his voice a low
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