Forty one
Your POV He stared at me with red eyes as I was still being lifted in his arms. Closing my eyes I clung onto his shirt shoulders. "Do it." "You do realize it will hurt more if I mark you this way." "It's okay. I already agreed to it." I was trembling. Instead of actually marking me, he put me down. "Go. I'll give you a chance to run away." "What?" "No matter what, if you don't even like me, I can't keep you." "You're going to let me go? When you were the one who kidn*pped me?!" "I was desperate." He smiled, his usual smile, the one I recognized, it was back,"I wanted to see you so bad I couldn't help it." I wonder? Is it because the threat it gone so he's back to normal? I wonder why? That my heart is pounding? Is it because I'm finally getting to see his usual self? "If I go
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