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ooden flooring makes my pumps sound like tic tac toe as I move towards the wall-size glass doors leading towards the balcony. It was like the entire wall was glass. I tried to pull the handle and Surprise, Surprise it

and a crystal ashtray. However, there weren't any ashes in it. A sleek silver case was kept there. It was opened and there were lines of rolled joints, weed I guess. I know it because I saw Alex smoking this or something like this. A ste

bucket. It's more like a cooler or a mini fridge but the door is of glass and can be seen inside. A half-drunk bottle was kept on the to

loseup shot that seemed like he was driving though the car was not in the picture. But the shadow on the ground looks like of jeep. And it's like he is holding something with his right hand which I guess is

between the mantelpiece and the bedside chest. There was also a couch kept diagonally between the mini ba

my feet were killing me, for a moment I took a break from thinking about my upside-down life and took off those God-forsaken heels. As I sat at the edge of the four-poster bed a sigh esca

in his eyes after shooting those bullets. Not even an inkling. How can someone so beautiful have such a cold heart? I thought looking at his big photo. My hand flew to my

tered the room and I heard the click, locking me with the devil himself. He strolled into the room took his shirt off, threw it at the floor carelessly walked towards the fireplace, and filled that glass with a shot of bourbon. I didn't know I was staring at his lean yet muscula

as I was too shocked to reply, how did he know my name? It's like he read my mind as he said with another sip of his whiskey "I know more about you than you think". I still could not form any words to reply to him. I did not w

both Alex's and Mabel's advice to obey him if I wanted to live. And what I witnessed I surely was not going to take chances that too for not picking up a shirt from the floor. I bend down to pick his shirt all the way feeling his eyes on me. I got up and stretched my hand with the shirt towar

from his scrutinizing gaze when he spoke again "Well, you have a shirt in your hands, so go ahead and get changed". I was shocked, he was expecting to wear his shirt, only a shirt, "C-Can I-I have something else to wear, plea