CHAPTER 23 THE FIRST MEETING

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  {INSIDE THE COTTAGE}
Lily Rose couldn't be more happy since Donald is coming over for the first time and she wants to be ready for him tonight, as she wore a white sexy strap lingerie that shows little bit of her cleavage and showing her milky thighs while packing her hair in ponytail, suddenly she heard the door knock, she rush out to open revealing a delivery man and not Donald approached her. "Package for Lily Rose," he said, handing her a box.
Then she signed and went inside the living room.

She opened it, and her heart froze. Inside, she saw the severed head of her boyfriend, Donald. A paper nestled beside his lifeless face read: "You're mine. Don't date anyone else except me, don't worry I am coming to visit to night. - Lord X"

Lily Rose's world spun around her. She felt her legs buckle, and everything went dark. She fainted, the package slipping from her grasp.

When she came to faint, she was in masculine arms, her head throbbing. "You should have listened," he whispered, his eyes gleaming with a sinister intensity. "Now, you're mine, forever."

Lily Rose's heart raced as she continued to profusely rub her eyes realized that it was just a illusion, but not for her boyfriend head, she could not help but cried. Then she quickly open the door revealing the masked man with a hard but cold aura.

I felt his face and lips go to my ear, his breath across my neck. “Hola, mi Regina. We finally meet again (Hello,my Queen).”

My entire body froze for a second. That name – my head did a spin back. The only person that called me that, the stalker from the hotel, is right in front of my door, I could finally got to see him in person as he was all black with mask and hoodie,I pushed the door at the figure in front of me as it stepped on his toes so hard that the stalker screamed loudly for a bit, giving me a chance to close to the door. I turned around, and my body began working faster than they have ever done, as I ran through the living room for my phone to call for help, finally I got it , I call 911, and was answering at the first ring.

  “ please beg  for you,I need the police to come to the cottage, outskirt of the Mexican city, please, hurry up!"I Beg with fear in my voice suddenly I couldn’t hear anything. I looked back at the door through my window, he wasn’t there, with that I relax. Immediately a big hand covered my mouth prevent me to scream as a deep voice spoke
"You thought that the door will keep me away from you,then you are wrong, very soon wrong."

As he continues to talk; “Do you know how long I have been memorized about how good you look especially when you are running away from me with so much horror in the eyes, lily flower?”

I could hear his voice, echoing through the living room like he was some demon from hell. The security and hope I felt immediately when I sighted the entrance door to the exit of the room, or at least I prayed that was what it was my only hope; my heart kept pounding against my chest; I felt sweat beads form on my forehead.

   I bit his hand on my face and stomp my feet on his toes which he screamed in pain as I dashed to the door .

Immediately my hand held the handle of the door, he came from the side and held my wrist, pushing it into himself.

I tried to fight him, trying to remove my wrist from his hold with my free hand, he didn’t look like he’s even putting any energy into holding me, and yet his hold was so tight I could swear my blood there stopped flowing. “Let go of me, you sick psycho.”

I didn’t pay any attention to him, his attributes or what he looked like; the only thing I knew was that I wanted to get out of here. I wanted to be far away from him who is a serial killer. I brought my knee up and instantly used my free hand to tug out a punch in his face, I lunged it at him, but just like he was already expecting it, he held my wrist and twisted it but not much to hurt me and. My eyes widened, he was armed, I wasn’t.

“Help!” My voice was loud but quivered as I try to wiggle out; my eyes searched around the house hurriedly. There should be a red big button to alert security for danger, right? But just like that . None.

He twisted my hand behind my back, adding my second hand as well and holding both in one of his big hands. Before I could say or think of anything, I felt my chest and a side of my face on the wall opposite the door,I now had no hope of escaping.

“Are you done playing now?” He asked, his voice so deep and so fantastic, wait, Lily, are you stupid, you are complimenting a serial killer.

“Who the hell are you?” I  try to turned my face to look at him; he still had my hands behind my back, and he still held them in his. His second hand went to my face as I looked at him; the room got dim ; I could barely see his face. “What do you want from me?, Money, jewelries, My Cook book, what you want so that you could Let me go!” I screamed into his face, but he ignored. He was working on something behind me.

"What is he doing now, please God help me out of this situation," I thought inwardly praying for it to be a dream.





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