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In a few mins, they were at his place. He parked his car in front of the house. It was a house with a well- kept garden.
“What if I don’t want to enter your house?” said Mia with apprehension, as her heart continued to drum at an impossible pace.
“It’s not an option babe. It’s either you walk by yourself or I pick you up and take you inside. I would prefer the first option because I don’t like to force my women.” He drawled, turning the ignition off.
“I am not one of your women,” fumed Mia, “and I am not scared of you. I know how to take care of myself.”
“I know you do! A little too much for my comfort! Now shall we?” Saying he opened the door of the car and escorted her into the house.
Mia was angry, very angry, but she couldn’t stop herself from appreciating the house.
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