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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 30: Home

The pull from the gravity that could be felt as I was falling mid-air caused my heart to be lodged into my throat. The elasticity of my skin was challenged by the force of air, the features of my face being pulled in different directions. I couldn't stop the scream from tearing through me like a great shard of glass. Together with the big tear drops that were carried away by the icy wind one of Mark's shoes flew off my foot.

I was coming on to tree with an uncontrollable speed and started to flail my arms around hoping that I will be able to latch onto a strong branch. The feeling of the sharp twigs and small branches slicing at my skin as I made my way in was apparent, making me wince and hiss. The colored leaves were obscuring my view as I tried my hardest to protect my head from any sudden impacts.