Alpha Maddox Is My Stalker
"You should be running away from me," he whispered against my neck, his deep voice wrapping around me like a black velvet.
He was right. I should run— far, fast, and without looking back. But I couldn't. Or maybe didn't want to.
Fisting his shirt tightly, I rasped out, "I hate you."
A shiver ran down my spine as his lips curled into a devilish smirk, "No, you don't." He leaned in, our mouths a breath apart. "You just hate how badly you want me, Little Muse," he drawled, voice like a tempting sin.
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Everyone thought she was paranoid but Iliana Carlos knew the eyes following her everywhere were real. Draped in black, masked and silent, her stalker has trapped her in a deadly game o
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