Chapter 71

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The moment I woke up, I felt a presence in my room and immediately grabbed iny knife to point

My eyes searched the dark room wildly before a bright light pierced the room. Squinting my eyes, I realized I was facing the wrong place and when I looked ik the other side of the mom, I frowned.. "Oh. It's you" I grumbled as I stared at Miro but I was glad my voice was back. "What? Expecting your boyfriend?"

My face heated up at his words. "He's not my boyfriend."

"But you wish he was, don't you?"

My mouth dropped open as I stared at his amused smile. "I do. I'm not that kind of girl" I rolled my eyes.

Miro rsked, sucking his teeth. "There you go again with that nasty habit of yours."

"What are you going to do about it?" I raised my chin, feeling a smile creep up my face.

"Ah I I see. You think my brother will protect you from me!

I nodded, moving my head up and down in an exaggerated manner.

"Fine." Miro sprang to his feet and my smile faded as I watched him warily. "What I'm going to do," He rested his hands on his waist and pretended to think about it. "Will you like Lasagna for dinner?" I brightened I up at that. "Yes, please!" I beamed.

"Good" He nodded. "Roll your eyes at me again, and I won't cook it for you again."

My smile faded aded and I glared at him.

"Deal!" He asked, with a raised brow, making me frown deeper.

"Deal. I muttered.

"I can't

hear you

"Deal!" I shouted.

"Miro!" T

'Theon's voice came from downstairs, warming my insides.

"What?!" His brother answered.

"You're bothering our guest!"

his eyes. I

he suddenly realized what he just did, he glared at me. You didn't

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narrowed at me. "I

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the palm of his hand and I couldn't help

whispered Tine. You

saw a trace of longing in his green eyes but it could have been anything else because in a flash it was gone... Miro got up from the bed and composed himself. The old jackal

my shower and when I saw myself in the mirror. I almost cried. My neck was

years of abuse, I had never been bruised this bad. Dutions

rang agam in

"Poor Orphan Gurl"

one would investigate

throat constricted, willing myself not to

found myself covering my

stomach.

Sleeping alone

I I whimpered and the next thing I knew, someone was barging through the bedroom door and before I could

a Stanford University sweater

his big frame towered over mine from behind. His eyes were cold and emotionless. "I hate it when you

I swallowed. "I'll try not to let

me from the mirror in a robotic way. He placed his large hand on my head and forced me to turn around. Raffled. I obeyed,

in a gesture for a hug and a smile crept on my lips and I walked into his embrace. He wrapped. his arms around me and I closed my eyes, enjoying

asked, when I pulled

reply. "Yes. Thank you but you don't really have to do that anytime I'm upset. I'm

agree but the thing is when you get emotional, I get emotional and then I can't

better..."

get back

cooking, would you like to join

soon as I get

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a curt med but we stood

and my heart raced at the anticipation of a kiss or a hot moment. He leaned downward, his hand lightly touching

sets me on fire. Just before our lips could touch, I remembered the doctor's warning about stealing his life force, and before his lips could touch mine, Trumed my cheek and got the kiss there. Embarrassed. Hooked away. Not wanting to see how cringe I felt. His brows furrowed but he didn't say anything. He simply straightened up and patted my hair. "See you soon." He said, and left the bathroom before

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