"RUINED WITH ME!" - Alexander Laurent
Alexander Laurent is a great businessman in whole Spain. He becomes cruel when nature takes away his precious thing from him. Now, he has his eyes on Nova. He wants to destroy her with himself.
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"I DON'T...
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I jolted upright in bed, my heart racing with a sudden, urgent thought. My eyes darted around the dimly lit room, eventually landing on a window.
Without wasting a second, I hurried over and tried to open it. Frustration welled up inside me as I found it locked.
I fumbled with a hairpin, trying to pick the lock like I'd seen in countless movies, but to no avail.
"Ahhh..." A scream of frustration escaped my lips. But I couldn't afford to waste time. I spotted another window in the bathroom and dashed towards it.
My hands shook as I fumbled with the latch, but relief washed over me when it opened effortlessly.
"Thank God" I whispered to myself, peering out into the cool night air. The backyard was empty, no one in sight. I took a deep breath, savoring the brief moment of freedom.
I hurried back into the room, grabbing a blanket. Quickly, I tore it into strips and tied them together, creating a makeshift rope. Back in the bathroom, I secured one end to the window frame and began my descent.
My heart pounded in my chest as I made my way down, inch by precarious inch. Finally, I reached the ground, but a sharp pain shot through my leg as I landed awkwardly, twisting my ankle.
"Ahhh" I gasped, gritting my teeth against the pain. I couldn't let it stop me now. I forced myself to stand, brushing the dirt from my clothes.
As I looked up, my blood ran cold. He was there, on the third floor, staring down at me with an intensity that made my heart skip a beat.
His expression was a mix of anger and something else desperation, maybe? But I didn't wait to find out.
I turned and ran, the pain in my ankle barely registering as adrenaline took over. I had no idea where I was going, only that I had to get away. My life depended on it.
My frantic run was abruptly halted by a low growl. I stop as a large dog blocked my path, its teeth bared in a menacing snarl.
I froze, my mind racing. The dog took a step towards me, and I instinctively backed away, my heart hammering in my chest.
The dog's bark echoed in the night, and I glanced around, desperate for an escape. A large tree nearby caught my eye—if I could just reach it, I might have a chance.
Summoning every ounce of courage, I took a deep breath and sprinted towards the tree. I climbed on it and settle myself on a sturdy branch, panting heavily.
Below, the dog continued to bark, glaring up at me with a ferocity that sent shivers down my spine. I clung to the tree trunk, trembling.
"Listen-"
*bark*
"Ahhh..." I yelped as the dog barked again, louder this time.
"Buster" a voice called out, cutting through the night. I flinched, my grip tightening on the tree. The dog, Buster, fell silent at the command.
