His Little Prey

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The way his fingers moved so smoothly and expertly across the keys to produce such captivating sounds made it hard for me to believe that he hadn't played for a while. I couldn't help but stare at his face as he concentrated on playing the piano. Suddenly, he lifted his eyes unexpectedly, and our eyes met. While I didn't know how to react or what kind of face I was making, he smiled a little at me before redirecting his attention back to the piano. "Hopefully it wasn't that bad," he said when the piece came to an end.  "Not at all. That was amazing," I complimented him naturally before I even knew what I was saying. Raphael proceeded to show me a few more instruments in the room, and I found out that he could play quite a few instruments and that he had taken many lessons when he was yo

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