Chapter 19

When she turned around , she saw a mystery man, draped in a sleek black suit, his piercing gaze fixed upon the horizon. Standing tall and commanding, he exudes raw strength and confidence. With chiseled features and a physique to match, he is the epitome of masculinity. As he gazes upon the vastness of the open sky, it's as if he is searching for something greater, something more fulfilling. His brooding, yet enigmatic presence is both alluring and intriguing, making him impossible to ignore. This man is a true enigma, and one can only imagine what secrets lie hidden behind those steely eyes.

As Risha's eyes met his, she felt a cold shiver run down her spine. The way he looked at her, as if he knew every intimate detail of her life, made her feel vulnerable and exposed. Risha felt her heart sink.

Her mind raced, trying to come up with an escape plan. She was surrounded, and it seemed that this man had brought backup. But Risha was not one to back down from a challenge. She decided to confront him head-on, even though her hands trembled with fear.

Summoning all the courage she could muster, Risha spoke up. "Who are you?" she demanded, trying to keep her voice steady.

The man smirked, as if he knew he had the upper hand. "Don't you remember me, my little bird?" he taunted, his voice dripping with malice.She had thought the stalker was David, the stalker from years ago who had made her life a living nightmare. But it was not him who was the stalker years ago. It was someone else entirely.

Risha felt her blood run cold. "I don't know what you're talking about," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

The man chuckled, as if he found her fear amusing. "Oh, I think you do," he said, taking a step closer to her. "You thought I was David, didn't you? But I'm not. I'm someone much more dangerous."

Risha felt her heart race as the man loomed over her. She knew she was in trouble, but she refused to give in to fear. She took a deep breath and squared her shoulders, determined to face this man no matter what.

"I don't care who you are," she said, her voice steady now. "What do you want from me?"

The man grinned, as if he had been waiting for her to ask that question. "Oh, I want many things from you, my dear," he said, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous light. "But first, I want to know what you did all these years without me. Did you miss me?"

Risha felt a surge of anger rise up in her. How dare he ask her such a thing? She was not some toy to be played with at his whim. "I don't have to answer that," she said, her voice firm.

The man's expression darkened. "Oh, I think you do," he said, taking another step closer. "You see, my little bird, You have something i want. And if you don't cooperate, well..." He trailed off, leaving the threat unspoken.

Risha felt a chill run down her spine. She knew she was in a dangerous situation, but she refused to let this man intimidate her. She stood her ground, her eyes locked with his.

"I'm not afraid of you," she said, her voice rising in defiance. "You can't make me do anything I don't want to do."

The man's eyes narrowed, and Risha knew she had hit a nerve. But she refused to back down. She knew she had to be brave, even if it meant putting herself in danger.

As the standoff continued, Risha felt her heart race with fear and excitement. She knew she was in a dangerous situation, but she also knew that she was stronger than she had ever thought possible. With each passing moment, she felt herself growing more and more fearless, determined to stand up to this man no matter what.