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Ayan's mind snapped awake as the phone rang again. And again. And again.
He grab it with a deadly glare and answering
"Hello."
"Hi baby... what you doing? Were you sleeping?"
His eyes shot wide open. The massive wall clock blinked back 3:00 AM. He wanted to kill this person.
"Oh no, I wasn't sleeping," he muttered darkly. "I was practicing how to lay in a coffin so I can look handsome at my own funeral."
The other end responded with a rich, delighted laugh. .
"God, I can even make a mafia this angry. Damn..."
"Trust me," Ayan hissed, voice thick with hatred, "if I ever catch you I will peel your skin off slowly and feed it to my guard dogs."
The voice on the other end dropped to a sultry, dangerous whisper.
"Oh baby... always making me horny. And if I catch you first, I'll peel off every piece of your clothing and worship every inch of your body. Slowly. Tasting. Biting."
Ayan let out a growl of rage and hurled his phone straight into the wall.
Ayan's eyes burned red with rage.
"I swear to God," he snarled, voice low and deadly, "when I find you... you'll be begging for my mercy." His lips twisted into a cruel smile. "You've been messing with the wrong person KITTEN."
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On the other hand the stalker's fingers curled possessively around Ayan's photo. Lips pressed against the glossy surface soft.
"I want you to find me... my spicy lion," the voice whispered, dripping with dark desire and madness.