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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 · Masa Muda
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Chapter 17: My Name

“What? You're joking, right?” I asked not believing the words that escaped my friend's mouth.

The tears started to cloud her vision, so she parked at the side of the road few blocks away from the company. She wiped away her tears along with the smudged make-up. “You think that I would joke about something like this?” She said in a shrill voice scowling her face at me.

“No of course not, but it is Brandon that we are talking about. The same Brandon whose whole body was shaking when he tried to confess to you in high school, the Brandon that would always get you a bouquet of flowers to tell that he was sorry after each fight. Are you sure that we are talking about the same man?”