KASMINE.
"Kester..." His name trembled out of my mouth, barely a whisper, as my wide eyes locked on him. My heart raced like it was trying to escape, drumming frantically in my ears. My fingers curled tightly around the edge of the vanity table behind me, anchoring myself as my knees threatened to give way.
"I was just... I was just about to get dressed for work," I stammered, forcing the words out. I gathered up the courage, but my nerves betrayed me. Despite that, I still tried to steel myself. I wouldn't let him have the upper hand every time.
The room felt too small, too suffocating, as I struggled to steady my breathing.
He c****d his head slightly, his deep green eyes drinking me in. A smirk tugged at his lips, cold and knowing, as if my feeble attempt at defiance was amusing to him.
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