He just kept smiling while shaking his head. "After you, snowflake," he said, sweeping his hand, but I only growled at him, throughly unamused by the name.

"Call me snowflake one more time-" I started, my voice low, but he seemed unfazed by it.

"Your death threats are getting stale, do you not think, love?" He asked, emphasizing the last word with raised eyebrow.

When she took on the dare, the last thing she expected was to be captured like a wild animal and brought to a grand palace belonging to one of the three Gordon boys. She certainly didn't expect to play the part of a Protecter or to constantly question her emotions of arrogant, blue eyes.

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