PIAYING THE CEO'S GAME

s wheeled her body away from the hotel building, I stare blankly at the white sheets that covered her frame. Und

ked electrical wires popping from the socket that I had missed until the minute he bathed her with the glass of water, causing the shock from

sh she had never come today

agents looking like he was giving his own account of the or

s a good cheat but a pe

to me but my cold feet hold me to my spot. He knew about me and he was coming for me. He had seen the camera i

I will find you. A

t kidding around. He was going to find out about me and get rid of me. I had witnessed the mu

and showed them the recording on my phone? Would that

g towards the no-entry zone but a deep masculine

t do you think

es greeted me and as I took in his tall large frame and the way his suit fitted him pe

l on the cover of Xa

hose photos do

k at his large hands, I imagined how it

d my stupid self think of that now

pposed to just walk int

orted back to reali

my throat. 'I'm

and to his phone. But I didn't move just yet

ooted to the same spot, watching him

ea

for any ounce of badass confidence left and cusse

er at the

murder, She

he had addressed me

n't a m

pocket to give me his attention but I could see it was f

he bathroom and pinned her frame to the walls which h

chless. Was this the story Ryan had told? Did he recreat

in a place where someone had just died. Not only is it not natura

a murder?" I heard his feet shuffle to a stop and I tu

e that she didn't die from an accident

understand my concept and silly theories and afte

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