Kay.
I can't control how fast my heart is beating right now.
That marks the scariest s**t I have encountered all my life. Just like having the scary scenarios in the movies happen to you.
Nightmares would be better because they are not real, or maybe sometimes they are a reminder of the events that happened in the past.
But this s**t is something else. A crazy stalker is out to kill me, or whatever his obsession with me is.
"Who do you think it might be?" I whisper to Rico as he silently leads me back to the bar.
" I think I will have some of my men watch this place," he mumbles, tossing the keys carelessly on the counter.
Now my most anticipated fun is ruined.
I know he's watching me right now.
Bitch.
Can't wait for the day I slit his throat with that sword. I will surely be bac
