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wiki. His black eyes gleamed with a mixture of anger and unfulfilled lust. His stern look showed that he meant business.

So is she.

She struggled to get the gun out of her bag. She ran to the parking lot to stop him. Damn it! She knew she should have drawn the gun already.

His skin was wet with sweat. The breeze carried the scent of her fear to him. She would want that, she. The idea that she was afraid of him always strengthened him.

She released the gun.

His eyes opened wide, he froze a few meters away from her. "Lower the gun, Bella."

Dressed in all black, it was a picture of death. The wind was tugging at her raven-colored hair that fell over her large shoulders. Everything about him was bigger than life. Thick neck, square chin, huge chest and big hands. Invincible.

She had even thought that her memory of him was not correct. Because it was smaller, it looked bigger. But no, he was even bigger now that he was standing so close again.