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He is Sweet but a Psycho

Lexie was trying to stretch one day because of overeating, she left her friends inside the restaurant who wants to become gluttons incarnate. She happily sniffs the air when someone bumps into her. "Sorry, I'm on a daze." She apologized thinking, it's her fault for being in a daze. "No, it's my fault. I'm not looking, are you okay?" She nodded her head and when she looked up, it was 'that guy!'. Ba-dump, ba-dump, skip, ba-dump. The drumming of her heart is overwhelming that it competes with his voice. "Oh, I'm just stretching." Why did she even say that? "That's good! see you around then." He gave her a salute and winks. He is so charming that Lexie's knees went weak. She wanted to talk to him longer but he's gone, she wanted to run after him but he's nowhere to be found. He is like that icecream peddler who went by so fast that she missed her chance to call and buy her favorite flavor. Disappointed Lexie wanted to cry. She has no idea that he did it deliberately. He knows her name, even her mother's family tree. He counted how many underwear she got and what color are they. He also knows what time she poops and for how many times in a day. He is familiar with her daily routine that he knows she picks her nose when she goes out of bed. Her favorite dish is tuna soup, she loves to draw and paint. He also has her lost socks, exam results, hair ties, and some items that she owned. He got all kinds of her picture, smiling Lexie, pouting, crossed eyed, fat, cute, ugly, bad hair day and the picture of her wearing a red dress and red lipstick. There's a whole room of her memorabilia. In his mind, she is already his.

Localoca · Urban
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Don't think of escaping now

Her jaw dropped, she is in awe seeing a white luxury car stopped in front of the café she's working at. The uniformed driver came out and opened the car door for her. So her impression of her new student is, he is a very rich man, even the servants are impressive.

"Miss Ma." He politely bowed. Wow, VIP treatment, she is unused and felt awkward.

She is speechless. She was brought to a flat villa with a manicured lawn and a pool. It is more like a vacation house of a politician. (Because the original owner was actually a politician and her student acquired the property, through gambling. Her student owns a gambling house to describe it shortly)

“How’s your day. Did that woman bully you again?” Marcus’ message on her messenger.

“No, it was a peaceful day for me. You?” She smiled upon receiving a text from a cute guy.

“Not bad, would you like to have another cup of coffee with me?” Smooth! Lexie thought. Nimble her fingers texting him back while smiling.

“Not good timing, I'm working,'' she said.

At the villa's entrance, maids were lined up to welcome her, she was then led to a living room where all her favorite snacks are already prepared, then a maid is carrying her favorite flavored Ice tea on the tray. Her first time experiencing this kind of treatment in her entire tutoring career, she was treated like a VIP. There are art materials lying around the sofa so she set that up. She looked around the place it felt somehow homey and familiar, it gives a feeling that she's seen or smelled it before. That smell that she missed.

That smell reminded her of that man she met a few months ago, she can't forget that handsome face, she knew she fell in love for the first time, and it would be stupid if she’ll deny it to herself. But Romance is not her priority, her studies are, so Mr. Sexy at the bar had to wait if not then move on, Marcus is just around the corner and he’s not bad.

There are no signs of her student yet so she started sketching the face of that godly man subconsciously, he dominated her heart and mind both sleeping and waking hours of her life.

She had a crush on him for quite some time now, that smug face every time she recalls it her heart beats like crazy until she feels tired and sleepy and can't help it, she lays down and decides to take a nap. She is of course being monitored in the other room.

"Now you came on your own, don't think of escaping now." He touched her face admiringly. If this was not written in a romance novel he would be considered creepy. He carried her and brought her to a room. His face was brimming with joy and pride when he recognized his own face on her drawing. This could only mean one thing, she was also thinking of him.

“Don’t worry honey I love you too.” He whispered and softly, lightly kissed her lips. Through a chopper plane, he brought her to his mountain Villa, that way she can no longer getaway.