Novalie
It's going on 5pm and I'm running late to my next showing, ugh! I grab my foxtail red lipstick and my coffee in a hurry as I quickly rush to my accord.
This story contains themes of: assault, attempted rape, cheating, depression, domestic violence, drug use overdose, extreme violence gore, human trafficking, offscreen rape, onscreen rape, self-harm, sexual assault abuse, stalker, torture, violent death, explicit imagery, exploitation
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' I watched her for days waiting for the right moment.. She doesn't know who I am but soon she will call me Master ' I, Novalie Solara Prescott am doomed. Dumped and robbed by who I thought was a decent man.. I'm pissed, defeated and I'm one more tragedy away from going completely mad. I'm a 28 year old real estate agent whose only goal is to sell houses and live the lavish life I yearn for. After two years at this place I FINALLY make a sale worth a damn and my foot is in the door.. Until my path crosses with a psychotic head case with a death wish. One of the most dangerous man in this city has a itch for me and will stop at nothing until I'm his.. I'm in danger, scared and turned on .. Kind of.. What to do when you don't know what to do.
It's going on 5pm and I'm running late to my next showing, ugh! I grab my foxtail red lipstick and my coffee in a hurry as I quickly rush to my accord.
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