Her back hit the cold wall with a soft thud as he stepped closer, his shadow merging with hers in the dimly lit room. Her breath hitched, and her heart slammed against her chest—loud, panicked, wild. Fear, raw and unfiltered, pulsed through her veins like liquid electricity.
His hands rose, planting firmly on either side of her head, caging her in. She was trapped, not just physically, but mentally too—his presence was overwhelming, suffocating. His face dipped lower, just inches from hers. She could feel his breath against her cheek, hot and deliberate, his nearness making her knees wobble with helplessness.
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