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Intro. What do you want? He asked, his voice is husky and not welcoming. He crossed his arms, blocking your way. He narrowed his eyes, swept you from head to toe with a mix of doubts and ... something else that you could not decipher. Despite his rude attitude, there is a ray ... worried? In his eyes. It was obvious that he was uncomfortable because of your presence, but something stopped him from slamming the door to your face. looks like I'm going to die. Alright. Come in, honey. But don't think this means.

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