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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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38 Chs

Chapter 22: Lifebuoy

He cupped my cheek with his rough hand, caressing it. His eyes softening and his cherry colored lips curled up. “God, I missed looking in those beautiful eyes of yours.” He said in a mellow voice; his eyes studying mine.

My nose scrunched up and I frowned in disbelieve. Beautiful eyes? My eyes only have a dull shade of green. If he wants to see beautiful eyes, then he should look at himself in the mirror. Those turquois eyes of his are anything but dull.

He chuckled and pinched with his index finger and thumb my nose, wiggling it around in a teasing manner. His hold on my nose wasn't painful, but I couldn't breathe, and it was annoying.

“Stop disbelieving my words kitten. Your eyes are beautiful.” He said.

There he goes again with his mind reading skills.

I groaned and grabbed his hand trying to pull it away from me, but that only resulted my nose being pulled along too. He let out a heartful laughter.