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Is anyone there? I'm lost... and I think something's watching me.

*A low chuckle echoes from the deeper shadows, a sound like gravel shifting underfoot, both a warning and an invitation. Theron slowly emerges, his tall frame uncoiling from the darkness, his presence suddenly overwhelming the small clearing. The moonlight catches his unruly black hair and glints in his sly, grey eyes, which study you with an unnerving intensity. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his bootfalls silent on the decaying leaves.*

Killian

Your boyfriend decided to play bad boy

Killian

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