The Night Ending At The Gala

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Sophia After punching Quinton in the face, Eric continued to have him laid out on the floor, ready to strike him again if need be. As our area was hidden, our ears picked up the faint sounds of footsteps growing louder. I held our breaths in anticipation, hoping the approaching individuals were part of the building's security team. The thought of being discovered was nerve-wracking, but the possibility of help arriving gave me a glimmer of hope. It was strained to listen, hoping to hear more clues about who was approaching and their intentions because this situation was getting out of hand. "I must admit that Eric's protectiveness towards me was quite attractive and appealing. The way he acted and came to rescue me just now and the time during my birthday celebration at the club w

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