Masked Feelings

"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. "Why are you touching me? Am a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me?

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Chapter 94:Out

"We need to jump" Dean said. Damian opened the window and put his head out. He looked around, then whispered a 'yes'.

"There's a pipe. Use it" Damian told Dean. "Once you're down, you go seek the policemen" He ordered. Dean quickly nodded.

BOOM!

"Quick!" I urged. Dean got out through the window. Damian and I quickly ran to the door. "Rose, as soon as, Dean is outside, you go" I said as I tried to stop Jace from getting in.

"We need to put the bed too" Damian said from the other side of the room. I nodded. Without losing time, I helped Damian to push the bed against the drawer.

"I can't get out" I heard Rose sob. Her eyes were teary. Oh yeah. She hated heights.

"Listen, Dean is down there. He's going to help you" I tried to reassure.

"Athena! Let me fucking in!" I heard Jace yell. I turned to Rose and took her hand in mine.

"Rose. Please. We have to do this" I practically begged.

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