The Contract Mafia Marriage
no's
nking of that girl. There's really someth
m starting to feel that it won't be goo
trusted men to keep a watch on her, to know her mo
nd check on her and from the look that Marco and Alex gave me, I knew that were sh
nd she doesn't even know, but I know it's just a matter of time I need to calm myself because I know, if I suddenly come
l lost her both parents in a car accident three
esn't have to live like that anymore as lo
but when I'm really committed to something or
o came to know that she has a good r
, which was really quite surprising that there's still
ocent she looks. Literally the complete opposite of me. She pro
convincing myself, even though I alre
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t, and I got my phone in
I'm dying to lis
night but I kept restraining myself not to call her as I
ing with myself whether to call her or not. Finally, I made up my mind I would call her
ed running in my mind. Maybe something happened or maybe she already went to bed as it's alre
u think you got a cha
as expecting my call to go unnoticed but this time she answe
too overwhelmed and excited that
l that it would not be a good idea at all. So, there I sat listening but ala
ad, and letting my selfishness
you mine,
ee'
night, in the back of my mind there's something that keeps telling me I'm being followed
ing that same nightmare, where someone is chasing me, but I keep on running towards a dark a
from sleep that I started getting
saying that I'm fine as I don't really want them to worry about me, they already had enough on their plat
ling the truth. But that doesn't stop me from feeling gu
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sky slowly turning into a darker shade. I took out my um
as I intentionally decided to live close
d looking at the expensive c
can't be a customer
my head as I absently
st made my eyes jump out of their sock
day and that was not all, there also sat Mario in their table talking with hi
d monster looked up and stared at me as
is heated gaze, and again his stare was so
go to the changing room and to hide
he door trying real hard to calm my heart that's beating e
the chair in the corner of the room to s
n my hands, slightly regretti
ner self said as if trying to persuade me that it's all a coincidence. But what is he doing
illy Aimee, why
oor creak opened, but I didn't bother to look up as I
I was s