Dance in the Dark

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There was a twist. A turn. A tiny speck of light amongst the dark. Salem had to get away. She had to break away from him.
"Salem, my purest angel...."
She felt his warm breath and whispered words in her ear, and he slowly pressed his lips to her cheek. She gasped and jolted back a bit, frightened by his every move.
"You seemed so fearless in the club. Then again, maybe you were just oblivious" he spoke to her as he caressed her face and formed a twisted smile.
He was terrifing. He was incredibly sexy.
"Michael....." Salem managed to to mumbled from beneath her fear.
"Yes, my love?" he responded, his large brown eyes piercing her.
"I think I am in love with your madness...." 

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