C88 Strange Seventh Prince

I turned to look at him, unable to make out his expression in the gloom of the forest.

I could only feel his hand tighten around my waist, and then he stepped back with his arm around my waist.

I'm not afraid of him being so confident.

The shouts grew louder and louder, more and more people, with the momentum to grab me.

His hand was strong, but it hurt me to hold it