INICIAR SESIÓN"Please...I wasn't going to cheat on you, I swear." she pleaded, her voice, tremulous as she was held immobile against the wall by him. "Which is why, we will ensure that the thought never crosses your mind again." He responded. (LOVE CHAIN STORY) Out of curiosity, a young woman engaged to be married sneaks off to a blind date to meet a man she has been secretly communicating with but he is not what she expected and she finds herself in big trouble.
Ver másArda stopped cold for a moment. Did he just say that he wanted to meet her? She really didn’t know how to feel about that except that she was flattered.“What?” she said, pretending not to hear what he had just said. It was her way of stalling her response.“You heard me, Arda.” He answered. “But I’ll say it again. I Dedan Anderson, I am interested in meeting you Miss Arda Gr
As Arda took her time admiring the picture, he sent a second picture. On the second one, he was looking casual, seated on a large couch in a spacious living room and staring into the camera intensely with his alluring green eyes. She caught her breath. He reminded her so much of her fiance, though his own eyes were light brown. Again, she felt guilt resurfacing but she quickly shoved it aside. This wasn’t cheating. She was just making friends, she told herself.You’re very attractive. She typed into the chat box and hit the send button. She had to hand it to him. He was hot.
Arda settled down on the sofa and continued watching the horror movie.The masked figure who had been chasing the young woman in the alley had somehow caught her and was trying to slash her with the dagger but she was putting up a good fight. She seemed to have martial arts skills and managed to knock the dagger off her attacker’s wrists.“Go girl.” Arda said, rooting for her. The girl picked up the
It never ceased to unnerve Arda whenever she found a strange number calling her phone. She had no particular reason for her fears except that it often made her feel uncomfortable. As she stared at the unfamiliar digits of the contact currently buzzing her phone, she found herself naturally hesitant about picking the call.It was dark already, the time at exactly 8:00pm and outside, the moon was out. There was no one else in the house with her, which intensified the discomfort she was having about picking the call. She knew she had to stop being paranoid over something so small. Someone she knew might just be calling with another number and what if picking the call could be life saving for the caller?Seated before a horror movie on the television in the living room, she reluctantly picked up the phone from the small plush table before her and bro





