Before Alicia could touch him, Zeres caught her slim wrist. He shot a sharp gaze at her and then shut his eyes in exasperation. His muscles seemed to be turning to steel as he began to pant, furious with her and at a loss in how to deal with her.
After staring at her for a long while, a soft, humorless laugh that sounded totally unlike him escaped his lips. "I don't care what you think of me now, Alicia. You can go ahead and think of me as the freaking angel you think I am all you want." He said, his voice dropping deeper, darker and colder.
"Yes. Because that's what you really are." Alicia retorted, not backing off. "You are not –"
"Shut up!" He hissed, a disturbing hint of cruelty was dancing in his expression. "Shut up…" he gritted his teeth, his nostrils flared from the force of his breathing as he pinned her down a little harder using just his weight.
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