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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?

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Chapter 12: The Ridiculousness Was Funny

He stepped on James fainted body as he went over to me. “Are you okay?” He asked worried as he reached for me. In fright I scrambled away.

He stared at me for a few seconds and then stared at James. He repeated that motion for a few times as if he was contemplating something. I was about to ask him what he was doing when he suddenly slammed the crowbar down onto James chest. I shrieked. He just continued to hit him full force.

“Stop!” I yelled not wanting to see any more bloodshed.

Jack just ignored me as if he was in a trance. “You're killing him!” I yelled again.

I latched on to his arm trying to stop him. “Don't stop me April. I'm going to mutilate him.” He said through gritted teeth as he shrugged me of him with ease. I hissed in pain when I felt the sharp pain of my twisted ankle again.