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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 · Thanh xuân
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Chapter 37: Fear

My arms stayed stiffly at my sides as I was lost for words on what to do and whenever I would move an inch a crushing feeling would be exerted on my shoulders making it difficult for me to even gulp down my own saliva. The crook of my neck was constantly under attack by Mark's hot breath sending a tickling feeling down my spine.

“Um…” I wanted to say something, but immediately drew the words back into my mouth; biting down on my bottom lip nervously.

With hampering movements I slowly raised up my arms. As the best that I could I coiled my arms around his broad back. Mark went rigid in my arms and I could feel my heart hammering away against my rib cage as I tightly shut my eyes.

‘I must be crazy for trying to console my stalker.' I sighed in resignation as I looked up heavenward and slowly started to pat him on the back.

“There…there…?” The words came out drawled with a perfect mix of hesitation and confusion.