Clark Anderson:-
" Do I know you?" Anastasia asked with a shocked expression on her face and closed her eyes for a moment like she just saw a vision or something in front of her eyes that made me a little nervous because I don't want her to know. I don't want her to remember me but somehow I can feel that she knows me. Her eyes are telling me everything and damn if she didn't get any more beautiful. I came in front of her car on purpose just to look at my mate closely.
" Wow, do you ask this question after hitting a man with your car?" I ask standing back up on my feet arranging my Armani three-piece suit.
" You are alright? You are not hit anywhere? How can it be possible? You must be wounded somewhere?" she asked shocked looking at my body from head to toe while my gaze was fixed on h
