His Hidden Blade
Three years I had watched him. From catwalks, from doorways, from cars across the street.
He had never once looked at me.
Now he looked at my face in a cheap tag like it had a pulse.
End of Chapter 3
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveThree years I had watched him. From catwalks, from doorways, from cars across the street.
He had never once looked at me.
Now he looked at my face in a cheap tag like it had a pulse.
End of Chapter 3
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