18; Asshole.

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Hermione Hudson. The moment my gaze met Alex's, I could have sworn I ceased to breathe for that very moment. Subconciously, I found myself tightening my grip around Nick's suit, and I could feel his own body tensing up--no doubt remembering his last encounter with the man. I could already foresee this ending up badly to be honest. Marcus, oblivious to the tension amongst us, then said. "Come, let me introduce you to him." And then he walked away, expecting us to follow after him. My feet felt as though they were glued there, and if it were up to me, I would not go anywhere near that man. If anything, i would go as far away from him as possible. But, Nick was more professional than I was, and he handles situations like these better. Despite his own body tensing up, his feet moved forward

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