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LATE NIGHT WITH A GHOST.

Chapter 5 GHOST 5

Word Count: 1001    |    Released on: 31/07/2026

dark already. I didn't even when I fell asleep,to think that I'll even wake up

sleeper but not this messy. I should probably start packing up if I really want to catch up with our fli

ll that a closet though. I noticed the light

had a trip,we always share this box, he couldn't even afford

be together in the first place. Now I know how dangerous it is for a woma

ying there permanently. This house's rent has been due for li

sure I wasn't going to leave anything

ot to the living room, I almost passed out seeing a familia

met mine. "Um, I was going to tell you t

n Josh. He is definitely here to

you her

s here for you?. I'm only here cuz Tess infor

ing at him. "Since when

h her ex." He chuckled. "By the way, where is he now? O

knock it off

ght, he was damn right. I replaced him

hen he saw me crying. "I didn't mea

"And I'm sorry for replacing yo

hands around me, pulling me to his chest. "I'm sorr

l I have left. Our Mom died when he turned eighteen in a car accident. We

. "I'm sorry, Josh

ing my back. "I was actually

know him bett

something important to do right now

just got here, ain't y

anks. And I've been here

least this time." This tim

me. "I promise to visit LA when I get the chance to. And if I eve

a smile from

ss, then at me.

least I don't have to hol

the airport. Registered and in few

, no love. I'd be hundred percent focused on my lif

ly chick dry. When he's done with her he'll definitely throw her aside. Like

han expected but we finally landed. M

" I tapped her lightly. She stare

nal

ed today. Going towards the reception area. A private jet al

black. Like in the movies. And then, a familiar face. W

ed instantly. N

t to be k

her repeatedly on her hand.

alf screamed

rm any other words. My head was bla

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“"Your coffee Sir." I placed the cup on his desk. He looked at the coffee. Then he looked at me. There was something different about his expression. The faintest hint of amusement. A chill ran down my spine. "...What?" Without a word, he slowly rotated his laptop toward me. "Interesting." My eyes fell on the screen. Security footage. The pantry. My smile vanished. There I was... Leaning over his coffee. Spitting into it. Every drop of color drained from my face. F**k. "I-I can explain..." "Can you?" His voice was terrifyingly calm. He rose from his chair with deliberate slowness. Every step echoed through the office. Instinctively, I backed away. One step. Then another. Until my back hit the wall. He stopped directly in front of me. Close enough for me to catch the clean, masculine scent of his cologne. He lowered his head slightly, his eyes never leaving mine. "Miss Hayes..." The corner of his lips curved into the faintest smile. "If you were that desperate for me to taste your saliva..." He leaned in just enough to steal the air from my lungs. "...You only had to ask."”