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"Monsieur Phantom?"
I looked at the bed and saw had done nothing more than roll onto her stomach and raise her legs, her ankles crossed in the air. I said nothing as I began buttoning my black undershirt.
"I've never had such an amazing lover," she said aloud.
I smirked and began buttoning my vest, then. The French woman got up and grabbed my hands as I buttoned the final button on my vest.
"Please, Monsieur. I have to see you again. What is your name?" she asked, her naked form contrasting with my fully clothed one.
I smiled and took her chin into my hand, holding her head up to look into her eyes. Leaning forwards, I kissed her with all the energy I had left. We parted, breathlessly, and I smirked at her, letting my fingertips brush down her stomach.
"I told you, Mademoiselle, I'm the Phantom Of The Masquerade." I said, before slipping out of the door.
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