12days with an introvert

12days with an introvert

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I'm Diane Stevens... Oh yes it's weird that I don't have any boyfriend at the age of 29.. it's not like I am not beautiful but I just hate men.. Some say am rude but I will say it's my style. Working with Brains Co. I have no friend in particular because they aren't my type of friends. I'm not proud it's who my father trained me to be. Mr Fred Stevens. I am a part-time worker and I got this job of a cook in Mr Andrew house. He is an introvert. "Excuse me sir. Your meal is ready" I said pressing a bell.. I haven't seen his face ever since I started working for him.. "o...kk..ay.. I will be right there" I heard his voice for the first time.. It took me 10 days before I could hear his voice.. But what happened on the 12th day?.. Sweeties I promise this is gonna be a breathtaking novel.. PS: It's my first novel Warning: It's has been edited yet..
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#1 in Horror - 11/17/15 "Shhh, don't make a sound." I feel a grip around my neck feeling his hot breath on my ear. "Or I'll kill you here and now." He whispers as I felt something sharp on the side of my waist that was piercing the surface of my skin. My heart pounds heavily my breathing became strained causing me to exhale faster and heavier. We stood inside my bedroom feet away from my sleeping husband he pulls me closer to his body moving backwards to the hallway. I could only follow hoping that my life would be spared. Suddenly, we stopped by the edge of the staircase. "You're mine." He whispers in a hoarse tone placing a kiss on my cheek hitting me on the head with the back of the knife. I was seeing double. I was feeling dizzy, everything was spinning. I felt like I was in slow motion groaning at the pain looking down the stairs. That's the last thing I see before I black out. A/N: WARNING, there is profanity, gory scenes and mild sexual content throughout the book. For all you grammar nazi's. This is by no means a final draft. There are many errors and I'll get to them. Don't read if you find my grammar shitty. Lmao.

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