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There she was in front of him again. That black fabric hugged her curves as her hair kissed her neck.
She was a goddess. A goddess in disguise.
Her luscious lips, those kissable cheeks, his eyes studied her face, bit by bit, until they landed on those eyes.
"Such lifeless eyes, for that pretty face..."
His thoughts overwhelmed him and before he could realise the black fabric over her body fell on the floor.
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