Falling For The CEO
et apart from the sound of a man's running feet and heavy breathing. Running wa
ain and continued running. His hair looked disheveled and his clothes were
ed man thought. He suddenly appeared in front of the man, and h
ers with a smiling clown mask was already on him. He press
s unconscious. He carried him on
, but I also love the chase. He
, but he thought it was safe enough since he had done so many far away. He was to park his car in his g
s out hunting. He removed his mask, got o
e said out loud this time right
n a small town called Community, it had a few houses around it. She wanted a
ked just as old-fashioned, it was a one story, c
ong, and they had the window shutters drawn shut. The other one closer to hers wa
me." The saleswoman in
n she has been sick for two years now. He even stopped going out to work at the hospital after he
a look that she knew meant the girl wasn't getting any bette
l leave you t
ar that was next to Freya's, and drive off. She picked up the last two boxes
whimper and some other sound. That was it. It woke her up. She didn't know where it was coming from, so she dismissed i
left. She stood and strolled to the window, the one on her left and the
dible enough for her to hear, but not loud enough for people in other houses to
d wondering if he was torturing people in ther
and I'm in no place to judge. It's probab
quilt over herself. She then closed her eyes
n she noticed Dr. David was out mowing his lawn. She hadn't met him since she m
house, she walked towards his yard as she pushed all her suspicions down. It
he shut the machine down, wiped the swe
eighbor. I moved into the hou
d, and was wearing a white wife beater with faded jeans. Freya
y at her first bef
one finally living next door." His smile
ere new and quiet." She smiled
by the way, but yo
myself and also ask you if you knew
?" Sam looked confused as he f
last night. Didn't you hear them?" Freya didn't
u were having a dream." He replied her as he rubbed his chin and l
ided to agree with him although she knew that
eting yo
t seem like the serial killer type, but there was defini
e windows were still shut and dirty. An old man who she guessed was Mr. Othman from what Andrea told her, was
looked like the small town wasn't a
g d
from the couch where she was watc
to her surprise, in a black dress shirt and blu
ied slowly, shocke
talk