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eat, and an electric energy that seemed to suspend the air. It was a community party, organ

ibrant atmosphere ended up captivating her. Her short red satin dress clung to her skin, and the he

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speak. But his presence alone was imposing. He had that air of authority that

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like an apparition. It was him. T

didn't say a word. He just leaned in close... and looked at her.

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y the interruption, and she was already turning to face the other man. Her he

s only o

. Hasty.

y as he pushed her against the wall. He kissed her as if he had no intention of ever stopping, as if

of that vest against her chest, the rough fabric of his shirt soaked in the heat of the night, stirred her senses

w her to refuse anything. They held her waist with brutal certainty

rapped. She tried to take a step back, but it was useless. He wouldn't allow it. And she... she didn't want h

em, motionless.

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