REVENGE: MESSING WITH MY CEO

wenties walked down the sidewalk, her features obscured by the darkness but her beauty unmistakable. Her gown fluttered gently in the cool ni

" she said, her voice edged with unease

eply from the other end. "It's probably

to her right and decided to take it, hoping it would lead her to a busier street. As she stepped into the alley, the dim light from the st

ilence was broken only by her occasional giggle as she tried to shake off her nervousness. Her gow

e to react before the thundering roar of an engine grew louder. She turned her head, just in time to see the

g out in a disjointed heap. The force of the collision left her gasping for air, her breaths coming in painful, ragged bursts. Blood pooled around her, staining the paveme

lack boots crunched against the gravel as the a shadowu figure approached her. The figure didn't seem to notice the phone or the

e person said coldly, their voice a lo

up filled the night air, and moments later, the motorcycle zoomed off, leaving behind only the faint echo of its dep

n. The night breeze continued to dance around her, carrying with it the dis