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No worries 
His gaze was so serious, so unmoving and hard. No compassion or understanding dwelled within his crisp green eyes. And she feared, feared greatly of the man with the statue like stance. Almost as if there were no life within him to pull forth. The fire's heat at her back was barely felt and she shivered all the more for the loss of its warmth. No laughter echoed across his face as it had done with Matteo, in all truthfulness the only way she knew how to react to him was fear and dismay.
His arms moved and she flinched instinctively and ducked her head, waiting for the strike that didn't come. He reminded her a lot of Gabriel, he had been a solemn silent man too at least during his quiet times, the other times he was as loud and violent as any of the other men who had kept her prisoner during her lonely miserable life. The pale woman stared unhappily at his feet as he spoke, ashamed and embarrassed of her reactions, again her voice was so very quiet,
P..please. D..don't hurt m..me."
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