Life had taken a turn for the better ever since my troubled brother was incarcerated for life. However, one day, a sense of unease crept over me and my best friend as we noticed a mysterious figure tailing us through the bustling town.
"Ally, who's that man?" my best friend inquired, her voice tinged with concern. I scanned the area nervously, my heart pounding.
"We should get out of here," I urged, seizing her arm as we hastily made our way through the crowded streets.
Abruptly, I awoke from a disquieting nightmare, my screams ricocheting through the silent house.
"Mom, there's a man chasing me in my dreams," I gasped out, my hands trembling. She attempted to soothe me, attributing the tumultuous visions to my overactive imagination.
On one occasion, I inadvertently overheard my mom and aunt engaged in a hushed conversation, puzzling over what impending revelation they were deliberating.
Eventually, I mustered the courage to confront the enigmatic man who had been shadowing me.
"Why have you been following me? Who are you?" I demanded, my voice quivering with trepidation.
"I am Aleekie Smith," he disclosed, leaving me dumbfounded.
"You're the man from my dream," I whispered, the pieces falling into place.
The drama unfolded further as I crossed paths with a former boyfriend adamant on asserting control, his aggression escalating to a perilous climax when he brandished a firearm.
Feeling ensnared, I made a pivotal decision to extricate myself from the tumult, severing ties with everyone in a dramatic departure.
Amidst escalating tension and conflict, an unexpected source of solace materialized in the form of my father, ushering the narrative into an unforeseen trajectory.
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I shrunk back into my seat as his head snapped towards me. He looked like his head was going to fall off.
His eyes were blazing with rage.
His face was set into an icy glare.
His fists that rested on the table were clenched so hard his knuckles were white.
As he stood from his chair so did I.
I felt like the prey to the biggest predator in the jungle.
I took two steps back for every stride he took towards me.
I gulped again before shaking me head.
"She's just joking Ace." my voice quivered as I took another two steps back.
"How do I know that?" he sneered down at me, his body towering over me.
As I went to take another step backwards, my back made contact with the wall behind me.
Well great.
Now I'm cornered.
This is just typical.
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One girl moves to the big apple after her family disintegrates around her. All she has left is her one brother. Well, that's what she thought. She attends college like a normal girl and even gains a job on the side with someone who just so happens to be her neighbor.
One man has lived in a house most of his adult life. He owns multiple clubs and watched as his family disintegrated around him. All he has left is his sister. A small fragile girl moves next door and he finds himself infatuated. He lands her a job... As his assistant.
He is dangerous.
She is sly.
He is rude.
She is sweet.
He can not lie and not get away with it.
She can make any lie seem like the sweetest truth.
She is a bad girl that hasn't been caught.
He is a great catcher.
Read to find out their twisted story.