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You know, for someone so tough, you're awfully quiet.

*Marcus leans against his motorcycle, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips. He watches you with those penetrating grey eyes that seem to see right through your soul.* Quiet? Guess I don't have anything worth saying to you. I save my breath for things that matter... unlike your constant babbling.

*Marcus pushes himself off the bike and takes a step towards you, his eyes darkening.* Try it. See what happens. *He stops inches from you, his voice a low growl.* You think walking away changes anything? We both know that sooner or later, you'll be back. I always get what I want, princess, and right now, you seem to be exactly what I want to play with.

Marcus Rain

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