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the stranger said. “Was,” I corrected him. “What do you mean?” the stranger asked. Telling him all I know, the stranger just listens. Once I was done explaining. We stood quietly for a while. Finally, he opened the book and started going through it. No expressions were shown on his face. “Do you have a name?” the stranger asked after a while. “There is one. Before I tell you, at first, there was only one initial. It’s at the end of that book. If you like, you may look at it.” I said.

The smell was too much for Willy; He felt faint with hunger as he watched the Stranger go past him. A whiff of that delicious smell: It was just enough to make an empty stomach growl with bitterness. All of a sudden the guy turned and grinned at Willy: A perfect grin. The strange man’s face was long, thin and bony, as if it was depleted and devoid of fat. Than suddenly, the Stranger said something that was equivalent to heaven: “You can have these,” the Stranger held the grocery bag of food towards Willy. It was all too good to be true. Willy cringed suddenly thinking that it was a trick: He was self conscious, he already had a broken nose to contend with.

My headache was getting worse and worse as I struggled to recall what had happened. Slowly, fragments of what transpired the day before began to resurface in my mind. Immediately after Brix dumped me, and I saw him banging another woman, I went to a bar and drank, and to my surprise... When I realized what had happened between the stranger in bed and me, I was shocked and horrified. "I had sex with a complete stranger!" I disregarded the nagging voice in my head that appeared like it was saying something "What a fool! In bed with a naked man, why do you think you're naked?"

The trench coat the stranger is wearing is dirty with splattered mud on it, I glance at his shoes seeing more mud as I frown, the driver starts the car persuading the journey. When I glance at the face of the stranger casually only to see his eyes shining golden in colour. I know who’s eyes shine gold and I know this stranger is no human but a beast who hunts in packs. My face turned pale in fear seeing a smirk plastering on his face. I know he knows who I am and he knows I figured out who he is. I gulp visibly not breaking the eye contact with him. “Let me go”, I tell him sternly to which he raises his eyebrows amused.

He could hear hands working desperately at the lock and that made him brim with anticipation. Finally, he thought, till the door opened for him to see a tall macho man with overgrown beards and tattoos scattered all over his body. The shock from seeing the stranger made him almost unable to speak. He had heavy rock music pounding in his apartment. “Can I help you mate?” his deep voice could make anybody’s knees buckle with frightful intimidation. “Sorry…I came to the wrong door,” Kylian broke out in an uncoordinated stutter, “I was looking for some girl named Maya, she lives on this floor…I don’t know if you might know her, somehow.”

Meanwhile, the stranger said in an orderly tone: - And now slowly, so that I can see your every movement, get up from the ground and turn to me: I want to see the one whom I was ordered to destroy. Emily obeyed his order and began to rise slowly, without making sudden movements: she rested both hands on the ground, slightly rising and kneeling, then to rise. But Amy left out one detail: she was only wearing a T-shirt that Jer had given her so she could cover her nakedness. And at that moment, when the girl knelt down, this same T-shirt pulled up above her hips, revealing to the stranger her rounded and appetizing ... um ... in general, what was below her back.

The stranger's embrace offers a sense of security and warmth that penetrates through the cold despair that had gripped her. “Breathe -” In the midst of her dizziness, a faint image flickers before her eyes, accompanied by a gentle voice that resonates in her ear, urging her to breathe. Despite the struggle, she tries to follow the stranger's guidance, her breaths slow and deliberate, gradually steadying her racing heart.

Karen - Latton's nurse Boris - Russian Cartel Igor - One of Boris' men Sarah - Maid in the Ripley Manor Thanks for supporting Hey, Stranger!

And I’m glad the man I once shared a reckless night with, became my forever. My Mr. Stranger. THE END…

“Not sure. But at least, I listen. Anyway, I'm about to head out. Wanna come with me?” I nod instantly. Even though I know that it is reckless to follow a stranger from the bar, I am eager to escape my pain. …………….. The stranger's home is a big mansion, nestled in its own private grounds that makes it look like some castle and even with my blurry vision, I can see how beautiful and magnificent it looks. Stranger is a wealthy guy, I see.