Chapter 373
Moonlight Muse Author
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VALERIE.
I gasp, my head snapping up only to find myself met with complete darkness. It takes me a few
seconds to realise where I am, and the pulled muscle in my neck is proof enough that I’ve been
sleeping like this for a while.
My gaze snaps to the bag next to me, but it’s still there, with the two pots of cold ramen inside of it..
This man!
I’m about to get up when I realise why it’s so dark. The lights are off again. Is it a blackout again? But
no, that can’t be possible. I would have heard the alarm go off
Is it just the hall light?
I am about to stand up when I hear a very quiet voice coming from somewhere down below.
“We’re close… stay alert.” The voice is deep and cold and my stomach sinks, but it’s the rattling that
accompanies it that makes my stomach churn. They’re in masks and that’s the sound of heavy
breathing through the vents in them…
Please don’t be another break in… the thought makes my stomach churn fearfully.
“Find her and kill her.‘
My stomach plummets as I clamp my hand over my mouth.
Are they here for me?
I quietly get to my feet and make my way to the winding stairs in the centre beside the lift and look
down but see nothing.
“Find the freak and kill her, bring the body. We can’t alert the authorities.” The first mutters menacingly.
“Four floors up and seems she is awake. The tracker shows she’s moving
around.” Another spine–chilling voice snarls.
They are here for me.
I just moved.
How are they tracking me?! My phone is dead too- the chip.
No, there’s no way anyone but the government has access to those. They said they would be secure,
and no one would be given the data…
My heart thuds as I quietly back away from the rail hearing their silent yet calculated footsteps climbing
the stairs, I’m about to run to my apartment when suddenly a hand clamps over my mouth and I’m
about to struggle but I recognise who it is by the tingle that rushes through me.
Zade!
“I told you, if I catch you, I will fuck you but you’re really making me want to punish you instead,” he
whispers menacingly as he drags me backwards into his apartment, he shuts the apartment door
silently and I feel a wave of relief.
“Don’t make a sound. I’m not going to be able to fight them this time,” he adds quietly before he lets go
of me. I spin around, my heart thundering when I realise he’s pale, extremely pale.
His hair is limp, his eyes dark, and he looks exhausted.
He’s sick.
My roam over his shirtless body and that’s when I see the large bruise that
covers his right flank, but even then, his eyes are scanning the room, alert and planning his next step.
“We are going to have to act fast. Bite down on this,” he commands, shoving a cloth into my mouth. I’m
about to argue when I see him take up the very same dagger he had thrown at me the other day.
He pulls me through to his bedroom and towards the bed and pushes me onto it as he straddles me.
“What are you…” My eyes widen as he looks down at me and even in that moment when my heart is
clamouring with fear, I can’t deny that a sliver of excitement and pleasure rush through me.
“Trust me and don’t make a sound,” he whispers as he glances towards the door.
What does he mean?
I glance at the door when suddenly his grip on my wrist tights and sharp pain rips through me as he
slices into my left forearm, I’m about to scream but he clamps his hand over my cloth–filled mouth
stopping any sound coming out, as he digs the blade deeper into my arm shaking his head in warning
at me.
+15 BONUS.
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