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CHAPTER 38

              There is a thin line between fight or flight, called freeze. The body of gasp holding her breath in her throat is the evidence.

“Having fun?” he pointed his chin towards the lingerie bag. If the hoarse, gravelly voice didn’t do the job, his massacring smile did it.

“Come, I need to talk to you” the limbless puppet pulled to stand and dragged along to exit the restaurant.

              Gone the playboy–ish vibe in Suman’s face, hello to the raw, cold man. His talking finally paid off. The image of her in a sexy neon pink sleeping gown pushed the boundaries of stalking to staking. If only he could pursue her…

              Jessica came back to a vacant table. Shopping bags toppled over on another on the extra seat they have kept it. Her head spined around looking for a sign of

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