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The Doomed Destiny

Born with a silver spoon, Sasha Reagan was blessed to be amongst the rich in society. But thanks to her illegitimate title, she was always treated as an outsider in her own family. While growing up in a boarding school, the increasing bank balance was the only proof of her parent's existence in her life. Abandoned by everyone, at the age of 25, she sought medical help for her gluttonous depression. “Doctor, can you suggest some sleeping pills? I am having trouble falling asleep due to nightmares." “Nightmares?” The doctor asks, “Whenever I fall asleep, I am seeing a stranger in my dreams," She sneers, “It seems like we are in love." “You have never been in a relationship. Isn’t it a good thing to have a boyfriend, at least in your dreams?” “Yes, it was a good dream until he pushed me from the top of a building, killing me." Sarcasm ripples in her eyes as she spits out the words. After therapy, she returns home and opens her balcony door only to see a pair of obsidian eyes staring at her. It was him- The man who tries to kill her countless times in her nightmares. Is there any doomed fate other than meeting your killer every day? Yes, falling in love with your killer. But wait, why her step-brother is getting involved in her life? Read more to know about Sasha's journey to find her lost memories under the watchful eyes of her murderer and her stepbrother.

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The elevator kiss

When Kris noticed her shopping bags, he moved straight towards her and stops at an arm's distance,

"May I?" He slightly bends and takes the groceries bags from her hands like a gentleman,

"No, I can hold it," Sasha said while pulling it back,

"I' will keep it in the trunk," He suggested and pointed towards the car,

Sasha gently releases her hold and let him take away the bags when she realized that it was the best thing to do since her arms felt like falling off in pain.

Kris presses the button to open the trunk and heads to the rear side of the car, with a sheepish Sasha trailing behind him,

After keeping the bags in the trunk, he glanced at Sasha who was now stretching her aching arms,

"Do you need anything else than hot chocolate?" He asked as he prepared to head into the cafe,

"Ah, yeah," Sasha replied as she took a step in the direction of the cafe,

"Oh then let's go," Kris flashes her a placid smile and leads the way,