Her Nocturnal Lover (Chapter Six, page 2 of 6)


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She recalled her last boyfriend and cried a little. Where was Jonathan? Wouldn't he at least sacrifice and stay here with her? Wouldn't he kiss her at least? But then she remembered. Jonathan. She had caught him with another model kissing one day when she was on a show. She had come from the runway only to find Jonathan kissing another girl. She was not even a model for Christ's sake. She had been one of the make-up artists whose names Linda did not wish to remember.

What was up with guys? But there was a man. The man who had held her tight last night in her dreams and told her to calm down. No. To come down. Wasn't that the bearded man? She got confused by her own imagination. Either she was imagining things or getting them wrong. She looked around this place. It was beautiful, and going back to her solitary house would be the last thing on her mind right. She would be damned if she went back and left all the cuteness in this place. She slowly moved to the window and gazed at the compound. Its vastness surprised her. There was a gate at the very far distance, and huge luxurious decorations. Who would bring a drunk to her home that looked as good as a person? She was starting to feel unworthy.

Quickly, Linda rushed back to the bed and felt its softness a little bit more. Before being reminded that she would have to leave. After an hour of passing time thoughtfully, she got up again, made the bed, and walked to the bathroom.

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