My Stalker

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Parts 28
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Reads 194,182
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Parts 28
Time 2h 25m

Angel200337358

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" Selena Fucking Coleman." He began walking, backing me against the bathroom tile walls. "You've got a fucking spell on me that I can't shake off."

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" Let's keep this on the down-low. Nobody has to know. " He cooed in my ear, pushing up on me like a dog in heat. " I'm quick to cut a nigga off, so don't get comfortable. " I smirked, pushing his face back with my palm. He continued to pursue me knowing he had a secret of his own. I liked the way he set his eyes upon me and determined he'd have me. He made me feel comfort in all areas that I'd lacked before. There was something burning in the back of my mind... was he really mines? We only spoke late night, and those conversations were brief. When he was around me he was like a kid in a candy store trying to get his hands on anything he could from me. That was until I saw him... with another. That's where his time had been going. As he secrets unfolded I realized he'd been Creepin' All Rights Reserved

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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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