Maybe there is a beast… maybe it's only us.
-William Golding, Lord of the Flies-
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He was standing right before Raine's eyes, towering over her body. His tanned skin glimmered under the sunlight, his curly long hair which was hanging to his shoulder was messy and his eyes were the color of golden, they were looking right into Raine's black pair of eyes.
His golden eyes shimmered in delight and infatuation, while the black loose tee shirt and ripped jeans covered his lean built body.
He was almost as tall as Torak, but much skinnier than him.
The shock and fear crept through every inch of her skin. She stepped back when that man moved closer to her until her back hit the glass sliding door to the balcony.
He stopped as well, kept their distance only a few centimeters away.
