Contributor: Christina Jones
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“You are lovely,” he whispered.
“You are trying to win me with flattery,” she giggled.
The man was unusually tall with dark brown eyes and black hair. He was enchanting. She met him outside of the local pub.
“Oh, I do not have to try to win anything. I can just take what I want,” he replied.
With these words, she became startled. The man could see her fear begin to grow.
“Why, what ever do you mean?” She asked.
With a slight smile, he inched forward and with this step, she moved backwards. His smiled grew bigger.
“Well?” She asked.
As soon as the word was audible, his mouth was at her throat. Terrified, she started to scream. The man placed his free hand around her neck and began to squeeze.
“Shhhh…” he started. “You musn’t make a sound. Otherwise, we will be discovered. You don’t want that...
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