She, His Enigma

empty road was all he could see. A moment ago, she was standing there, staring with those doe like purple eyes, but in an in

ut of the cafe"Iden

said, pausing for a moment before taking

from behind a large tree not far from the café. She lit the cigarette while leaning against the tree, and in just one puff, half of it turned into ashes

e sunlight. James, his assistant, was unable to look away from him. Though he had traveled the world, he has never seen a man as attractive as him. H

he thinking? He must be going crazy. "Yes, boss." he answered.

sked, unable to open the file

multiple times due to depression. She used to scream and cry at night and remain silent and aloof during the

pau

uestioned, gazing

chin, his eyes deadpan, difficult to make out any emotion but his voice was g

ally ill life-sentenced prisoners are sent. They are either used for medical experi

o one knows what happened to Miss S

ce and baritone concealed his internal t

he was feeling right now. After all, he was the

hours, he was still in the same

hen, where, or how I

verything, thank you

you would neve

be with you, and I am willing to s

ou are my

believe me: I

save m

e are done fo

other, and he tugged his hair hard. "Is this what he wanted? If so,

ed.' 'There was nothing to regrate.' He calmed down a bit but his heart still hurt. 'Could it be that she is dead and he sees her sou

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ept next to her was twice as old as she was. His cell phone rang incessantly. He began berating the person on the other end of the pho

she is

have stopped beating, and he was sweating

her kill her

m down baby." The woman tried

e yelled "Fuck the hell out o

the second-floor balcony. Her movements were clean and quick, and she opened the balcony door with ease. She

footsteps woke her

hat are yo