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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 35: Counterattack

Mark's POV

Her eyes were smoldering with anger. Her hands at her sides were tightly clenched in to a pair of fists as I watched how her plump cherry stained bottom lip was drew in between her teeth.

She tried her best to hide her emotions from her friend but her displeasure about the living together situation was just emitting from her body.

I could feel the corners of my lips curl up at the sight of this adorable woman who resembled a feisty cat. I find it fucking alluring when she's furious. It awakes the sadistic side of me who wants to dominate this attractive woman.

The need to ravage her mouth until her eyes starts to smolder with heat instead with fury, until she turns into goo in my embrace, until she gasps for air as her eyes tear up from pleasure, until she begs for more. The want to do all of those things with her increases by day as I am basking myself in her presences.