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Deep End By Ruelle ||
His voice..It wasn't one kind of sweet, sensual voice that she used to hear from him. It was commanding more like a master ordering his peasant. Those words of protest kept running through her mouth, threatening to come out but she forced them to keep down. She wanted to know more of him whether it was good or bad, she was adamant to listen to it.
Ayra turned around to face him and once their eyes met, she could literally see the lifeless demon behind that pair of burning eyes. So lifeless and cruel that she hesitated for a while before giving up on it. Their fate was intertwined together whether it was destined or not, she was here with him at that moment. She had to face his deepest scar today or tomorrow anyways.
