a day as someone else
"I trust you book, now protect me!"
And the book shines with a golden light that blinds you for second. When you opened your eyes again, a cute and slightly ripped guy stood before you. And then he charged, his arms rippling with strength as he started to pulvarize the army.
You start to cheer and whoop for this strange hottie, when a soldier managed to shoot at one of his arms. He cursed and ran back towards you, and without a word he swept you up in his arms like you were nothing and began to sprint down the streets like a madman, as the army hounded at his heels.
As he runs, his strong arms cradling you gently, you wondered if you should really trust this guy. Yes, he saved you, but for what reason? And where in the world is that book......
Should you continue being carried like a princess or should you break free?
And the book shines with a golden light that blinds you for second. When you opened your eyes again, a cute and slightly ripped guy stood before you. And then he charged, his arms rippling with strength as he started to pulvarize the army.
You start to cheer and whoop for this strange hottie, when a soldier managed to shoot at one of his arms. He cursed and ran back towards you, and without a word he swept you up in his arms like you were nothing and began to sprint down the streets like a madman, as the army hounded at his heels.
As he runs, his strong arms cradling you gently, you wondered if you should really trust this guy. Yes, he saved you, but for what reason? And where in the world is that book......
Should you continue being carried like a princess or should you break free?