Kidnapped by the hot beast (Part 4, page 1 of 9)


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Part 4

I turned my head aside in a slow motion to have a full view of the incoming car.

And it was the same car indeed.

How do I know?

Because it has the same dark glasses so no one can look inside.

Don't freak!

Don't freak!

Don't freak!

Be positive.

Why would anyone want to target me? I've nothing extraordinary in me at all.

Yeees! These sure are some random people having a look around the city.

Or a dangerous, wanted, psycho, rapist or a serial killer whoes next target is you, an annoying little voice said at the back of my head.

Bitch!

I strided along the footpath using the adrenaline that just filled me.

I didn't really want to look back. I just focused on walking fastly without it looking like running.

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