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This Stalker Won't Leave Me Alone!

No matter how far I ran, no matter where I hide, he's always one step ahead leaving me enthralled by his schemes. I never thought in my life that my ordinary life could be flipped upside down. That was until I received a message. A message from an annoying, flirtatious, ingenious guy who's obsessed with me. He's my deranged stalker, And he won't leave me alone until he got me in his grasps. After escaping her abusive family, April Westwood was able to have a decent life in the famous city, New York. Together with her best friend Cherry Baker they work at a big corporation. April's life was about to get back on trail until one day she woke with a strange phone message. The message was from Private Number, her stalker, who claims to love her. April tried to block him, but quickly realizes that that wasn't a smart move. Her deranged stalker had killed three innocent people from her work as punishment for her behavior. April learns that to keep the people that she loves safe from harm that she shouldn't anger her stalker, but that doesn't mean that she wouldn't try to come with antics to get away from him. On her way to the convenience shop she meets Mark Moore, the stand-in CEO of her corporation. The man's beauty is equal to a mythical God and April can't take her eyes off him. At the same time, she can't help but get a foreboding feeling every time her eyes locks with his. Why is that?

The Gost Writer · Adolescente
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Chapter 26: Escape Part 1

The unfamiliar feeling of soft fabric forced me to open my heavy crusty eye lids. With hazy mind my eyes started to dart around in the dark void trying to identify their surroundings. “Where am I?” I wondered; my voice croaky.

With quivering lethargic arms, I propped myself up in a kneeling position. I rubbed my eyes trying to rub the sleepiness away and took another look around the room. The evident lack of windows brought me back to reality and I flopped back down on the bed with a groan, hiding my face away in the pillow.

“Life sucks so bad.” I mumbled lowly. The homesickness finally got to me and my eyes started to well up. I miss home. I miss my stupid best friends. I even miss being their third wheel heck I even miss my awful workplace. I just want to go back there…