Cielle’s POV:
I could smell his sweet musky scent that didn't fail to make my legs buckle. The moon was providing just enough light for me to see his face, but I couldn't exactly see the emotions that danced in his eyes and it made me uneasy. I expected him to be dressed in a suit but he wasn't. He wore a simple T-shirt and jeans and I just knew that he stood out oddly in that hall full of black and white suits.
I took a step back wanting to clear the thoughts that were starting to swirl in my mind regarding him. But he shot out a hand to grab me and pull me into his arms and I immediately began struggling to get out of it.
“You're standing too close to the pool and one more step, you'll be falling into it.” he said, his voice a harsh whisper that made a slither run up my spine.
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