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Sunday, April 15, 2007

Number 3:

Even though she tried resisting the temptation her eyes slid downwards. Her breathe was caught in her throat as she saw him. His body did nothing other than complimented his good looks. His broad shoulders and visible strong muscles was enough to make anyone swoon. He was wearing something short of a robe. it dragged on the floor as he walked. She quickly erased the fantasies in her mind. quickly bringing her emotionless face forward.

"What do you want?" Danielle asked. The man smirked softly.

"Why the hostility? I may just be a young man traveling the world to seek companionship. I may bring you no harm." his voice was deep and soothing.

She quickly snapped herself out of the trance. "Traveling my ass."

The air felt tense, she had her guard up. The man was dangerously powerful, she could feel it. she just might be able to take him on.

"I highly doubt that." the man said.

Her eyes widened, then narrowed. He could read minds? Something more to be wary of. She charged at him. Making her moves light and quick, something well for her small size. She delivered a side kick to his chest which he blocked. She nearly lost balanced, but returned with her ever famous round house kick. He blocked.

'Impossible!' she thought as she skidded back. He was unfazed by her kick. Her eyes widened as she felt a presence behind her, she did not even see him move! She bumped into his chest and felt his arms circle around her waist. She struggled to be released.

"Feisty I see..." she could feel his warm breathe on her ear as he continued on. "You would soon find out I am very different from the other trash." she tried to fight down a blush that was appearing on her cheeks. She still continued struggling. "When you do... you wouldn't resist."

Then her world turned black.



love. Fung

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