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Loveless Fascinations

Chapter 4 The Questionable Triangle

Word Count: 2005    |    Released on: 08/07/2022

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have two strange men in the most sacred part of my eight-bedroom mansion apartment? Why are they ar

aid. “I -- You don

anger.” He said. “No fears. Was just passing by s

its walls. What spirit did ‘the one at the door’ possessed? Why did his presence terrify my innocent walls? I gazed at the tiny hole of my thick metal-made door. His blood-stained hands terrify me. Where is he

glad. Did my words trigger his happine

arms. “I have n

raced faster. “I could use my words to con

d around my room. “What a c

nked with endless tears. “What do you want from me?” I spin ‘three-si

aw. “How did yo

nd my stiffed body. I raised my eyebrows at him. My tight frown birthed goosebumps on

ou pumped money here!” he applauded me. “You’re we

ing pointing finge

d. “I don’t care who or what brought you this far. All I care about is h

!” I jumped out of m

at the scars.” Tears flowed from his clos

ands towards his

“Don’t!” he s

finger on my dry lips

chest. His endless breath pumped his chest up and down. My eyes foc

his?” I poin

ter now.” He said. “I want to make it big,”

“You don’t really know me

ities, assets, stock, shares, bonds,” he sat back on my swivel chair, “they’re

-density bed, “that’s all they see.” I said. “Just like I can’t see your scars

a beautiful part of it.” He brought his lips close to my ears. I listened to the

ures waved deceptions at his cheerful heart. If only he sees the real face behind the ski

if he bargains for my safety to clean out my closet? Why should I trust him when I do not know him?

et things stay t

to my eyes. “Don’t you think stayin

head and

ilities until you break ou

d. “Life’s the best teacher. Experience could be deadly sometimes.” I stepped my feet o

ip-flop at my feet, “I have

my fo

gypsum ceiling. “Not even me.” He bea

nooper’ come after ‘the love letter masked man’ departed? Am I even safe with the one that sa

eyeballed him. “Tell me th

d with his right hand lest I fall, “do you still trust me?” his b

alled sister meant by ‘save yourself’? Did she see this moment of terror in advance? Everyone in the universe needs saving and the uni

hurts too,” and threw me on the bed. “

s terror. I lived in hell while on earth. Will I still trust these mystic ruth

nds in the air. “What do you want from me?” I said

cond. His face grew bright with f

ed. “I’ll give you extra.” My eyes blinked before

d not understand unt

truggled to believe what he uttered until I remembered something. Politics is power. Power requires action. Action requi

u through the j

I don’t want to walk

won

His glued hairs on my windows declared his presence. I stretched my restless body

led sisters’ words. – ‘Save yourself’. I stood on my bed and watched the duo struggle to take their lives. My friendly invader spayed some bullets on

rabbed the feet of ‘the

ay.” He raised his right leg from my grip. “Sometim

led sister, the friendly invader and the ruthless intimidator. Who staged this? Is this a coincidence? What mysteries lie behind the deat

nce to raise my concerns about the trustless injured fella on my expensive tiles floors. The gloomy atmosph

till trus

re not real!” I smashed his i

creams. I dismissed his pains and hit his wounded leg harder. I grabbed the black pipe near the wa

estate. I took the telephone and called the secur

ith my white nightgown. The medical team arrived a few moments after the securit

struggles to them. Can they comprehend the events without much complication? Who saved me? What was he like? How do I explain that my s

ipe. I watched them take it away. The gloomy skies turned white. The dawn of a new day showered me with excess relief. I smile

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