Chapter 2

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Present day :

Again!

My eyes widen in realization. It is not a mosquito bite. My face pales as realization dawns on me.

I look at myself in the mirror. Everything is same. Same black hair with red stripes that reaches just my shoulders, dull green eyes, pale complexion. Nothing changed in 4 years except this . This mark, this angry mark on my neck which looks like a hickey. I am sure, it is hickey but as I am going to accept it. Ha ...

This makes no sense. I have no boyfriend, no secret admirer, nothing Nada. Then how this mark comes here. I keep my door locked at night. Why hadn't I even felt anything if someone was giving me hickey. No one knows me. I don't make friends. I don't talk to strangers, then why?

Tears start to burn my eyes and flow down my cheeks. I am scared. First, when I got it yesterday, I thought it was a mosquito bite but now there is another. And why the hell does this mosquito will only attack my neck? There is someone.

Oh God! Please help me.

I hear my phone rings in the background. I wipe my cheeks and move out of the bathroom and into my room. I go straight into the search mission of my phone. I am not a social person, I use my phone for just important things which include making the important calls to clients and attending important calls from clients. Typical.

"Hello. Alex speaking. " I say in professional tone even though my voice sounds gruff and scratchy.

No reply. I wait for another 10 seconds, counting on my fingertips and then hung up,sighing.

I have to go to work. I have been working as an event manager for this company for 2 years. I am well paid and I enjoy my job. With that, I start to get ready.

After exact 30 minutes, I got ready in a white button-up shirt tuck under my jeans. No makeup just a little bit of gloss.I move out of my apartment lock the door behind me and make my way towards my car, Audi R8. Had I mentioned that I am well paid? I get in my car, look in the rearview mirror to make sure this hickey is hidden securely. Yup, all set. With that, I make my way towards my job place.

Unknown P.O.V:

I watch her as she drives away. I also catch a glimpse of how she was trying to hide the mark. I tighten my hold on the steering wheel of my car, she didn't have to hide it. I want everybody to see that she is taken and is mine. Yes. I am the one who has given her this hickey and also the one before that. I chuckle at that.

But I can't help it, she looks so inviting when she is asleep in her bed. How I control myself only I can tell that. But once I have her in my grasp and wrap around my finger, I won't control and hold myself back.

When I first saw her, I wanted to take her that instant but I also wanted to play a little game. A game, I'm sure we will both going to enjoy. Just a few more days, then I'll take you.

You are mine and always will be. I smile at this thought.

ALEXANDRA  P.O.V :

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