Chapter Seventeen | A Confrontation

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---Olivia's P.o.V---

Let....the fuck.....go of me.

   I struggled against Mr. Sea Boy's grip, fruitlessly yanking my arm to and fro. However, sea boy kept dragging me along, keeping his grip tight. Comforting me, he looked backwards and used his other arm to rub my back sending me an unbelievably creepy smile.

   "Annajen, stop resisting. Calm down." he mumbled softly, making me receive an even creepier vibe.

   "OKAY STOP THIS RIGHT NOW YOU FUCKING CREEPY-ASS FISH AND LET GO OF ME." You yelled angrily, punching him in the jaw.

   His pupils dilated, turning blue in hue.

   "No Annajen, I don't think so. As princess of Atlantis, you're going home now."

   Princess of what? Going home? Damian.....help me. Please.


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Oh. My. God. Why did I end this book like this. Oh well, as all of your Christmas presents, you get a poorly completed fanfic. Yay!

Thanks to everyone for reading this, I'll expand more in a different part.

~Lz :3

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