He kissed her forehead every night, his words always sweet, but his mind replayed the moment he followed the man who dared flirt with her until the streets were silent again. 'I’ll always protect you,' he whispered, his hands tender on her back, never letting her see the darkness of the world he shielded her from.
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Dancing With The Devil
Short Story"When love turns into obsession, boundaries dissolve, and the hunter becomes the only refuge for the hunted-a deadly game where surrender feels safer than escape." -Destiny
