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Those dark brown eyes were so fierce that she forgot to look at the man's face. When her brow arched slightly, Cleo's gaze shifted to his other facial features.

He was a young man with good looks.

"I asked, 'Who are you?'"

He asked the question again. This time, his voice was so cold that it made her flinch.

She immediately moved back, almost falling back.

But a hand grabbed her hand, prevent