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Night Of His Obsession Bloodstain
The doctor came back and said I could go home. He said that there was no problem with my baby, but he told me not to think too much because it could harm the child. Someone paid for my hospital bills. I asked who it was, but they didn't want to say it. My things are in the office, and I must go back. How can I come back? I can't find my clothes; maybe I brought my phone when they rushed me here. I'll have to figure out how to get back to the office and retrieve my belongings. Maybe I can call a friend or a cab to give me a ride, but I don't memorize Loiue's number. While my eyes were looking around my bed to see if my clothes were there, I caught a glimpse of a paper bag on the side of the bed. Curious, I reached for the paper bag and saw that it contained my phone and a simple white dress. Relieved, I quickly dialled Louie's number, and his number could not be reached. I tried to call him again, but no one answered. I don't have money on my e-wallet. Frustration mounted as I real
Night Of His Obsession Congratulations
The car suddenly stopped, and I almost knocked on the window. Eyes wide, I turned to look at Vince, who was now staring at me with a mix of concern and confusion. I knew I should have kept my mouth shut, but the words had already left my lips. "Bloodstain?" he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper. I nodded, feeling a shiver run down my spine as I recounted the chilling sight that had haunted me all day. "You said that you don't know what happened to you; what if the blood is yours? Maybe you collapsed while working." As he turned the car back on and resumed driving, I couldn't shake the feeling that I had just crossed a line, revealing a dangerous secret that should have remained buried. My heart pounded in my chest as we continued in an uncomfortable silence, the weight of my confession hanging heavily in the air. "Does the doctor let you go home?" Vince asked, breaking the tension. "Yes, she said that my baby was alright," I said, still thinking about that blood. "I'm gl
Night Of His Obsession Take me somewhere
When all your decisions are shattered into multiple pieces, the world becomes a fragmented mosaic of uncertainties. That morning, as the soft light filtered through the curtains, I found myself waking in the warmth of Trence's embrace. His steady breaths and the gentle rise and fall of his chest offered a brief respite from the chaos that had consumed me. But as I stirred, the weight of reality came crashing back with crushing force. The events of the previous night flooded my mind like a torrential downpour, threatening to drown me in their wake. How did I end up here, tangled in the arms of a man who wasn't mine to hold? Guilt gnawed at the edges of my conscience as I untangled myself from Trence's embrace, careful not to disturb his slumber. His features softened in the morning light—a fleeting glimpse of the man I once thought I knew. But the truth remained: our connection was built on a foundation of lies and deceit, a fragile facade that threatened to crumble at any moment. A
Night Of His Obsession Vince Identity
Vince smiled, his gaze filled with unwavering support. "Then that's what we'll find for you, Friah. Somewhere you can leave behind the past and embrace the future." As the plane soared through the clouds, leaving behind the familiar comforts of home, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation coursing through my veins. The possibilities stretched out before me like an open road, each moment filled with the promise of something new. Lost in my thoughts, I leaned back in my seat, the gentle hum of the engines lulling me into a sense of calm. Beside me, Vince remained a steadfast presence, his unwavering support a constant source of strength. As the hours passed and the landscape below shifted from bustling cities to rolling countryside, I found myself filled with a sense of wonder at the world unfolding before me. The journey ahead would be filled with challenges, of which I was certain, but with Vince by my side, I knew that together we could face whatever lay ahead. As the
Night Of His Obsession Knowing him
When you try to distance yourself from the mess you made, fate has other plans. As the morning light filtered through the curtains, I found myself waking in the unfamiliar surroundings of Vince's mansion. The events of the previous night rushed back to me in a flood of memories, each moment etched into my mind with painful clarity. But as I lay there, my thoughts consumed by doubt and uncertainty, I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that lingered in the pit of my stomach. Could I trust Vince, knowing that he was Trence's brother? Could I believe in the sincerity of his words, knowing the tangled web of deceit that had brought us to this moment? Pushing aside the covers, I rose from the bed, the cool touch of the hardwood floor grounding me in the reality of my situation. Vince had offered me his support, his reassurance ringing in my ears like a distant echo. But could I truly rely on him to see me through the storm that lay ahead? As I made my way through the empty halls of the m
Night Of His Obsession Finding the damsel
Many days had passed since I first arrived at Vince's mansion, seeking refuge from the storm that had engulfed my life. At that time, a sense of comfort and familiarity had settled between us, the walls of uncertainty gradually crumbling to reveal the foundation of trust and understanding that lay beneath. With each passing day, Vince and I grew more comfortable in each other's presence, our conversations flowing effortlessly as we shared stories and laughter. The weight of the secrets we carried seemed to grow lighter with each passing moment, replaced by a sense of camaraderie that bound us together. And as the days turned into weeks, I found myself drawn to the warmth of Vince's presence, the kindness in his eyes, a beacon of hope in the darkness that still lingered within me. Despite the challenges that lay ahead, I knew that with him by my side, I could face whatever the future held with courage and resilience. It was during one of our late-night conversations that Vince made
Night Of His Obsession Keep me safe
I was nervous as we walked into the clinic, my heart fluttering with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. Vince's hand was warm and reassuring in mine, and his presence was comforting even though this appointment wasn't for him. He didn't need to be here, but he insisted on coming along, wanting to be there every step of the way. "Thank you, Vince, for coming with me," I whispered gratefully as we approached the reception desk. His smile was gentle and understanding, silently conveying his unwavering support. As we waited in the cozy reception area, I couldn't help but steal glances at Vince, marvelling at how he was already embracing this journey with such dedication. His eyes met mine, and he offered a gentle smile, his silent reassurance echoing louder than words ever could. When my name was called, we rose together, fingers still intertwined, and followed the nurse into the examination room. She greeted us warmly before directing me to change into a hospital gown. Vince st
Night Of His Obsession Trence finds out
With a deep breath, I made my way downstairs to the kitchen, hoping that the simple act of cooking would help ease my troubled mind. As I entered the kitchen, the enticing aroma of spices and herbs filled the air, mingling with the sound of sizzling from the stove. To my surprise, I found Vince standing by the counter, a phone pressed to his ear as he stirred a pot on the stove with his free hand. His brow furrowed in concentration, and Vince seemed completely absorbed in the conversation, his attention divided between the simmering pot and the person on the other end of the line. "I don't know what you are talking about," "I'm just doing some business here in our old house. I have some business in the country, which is why I'm here." Despite the seriousness of the call, there was a warmth in his voice, a sense of familiarity and comfort that made my heart ache with longing. "I don't know who she is," "Stop bothering me again." I hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to inter
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