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Hunted By The Player Who is this man?
“Selena?” The doctor speaks to her softly. “Everything is all right. You were in a car accident and are in a hospital.” Dr Sheena presses a button to call some nurses and the psychologist. I marvel at her lost eyes.“Hi love, everything is fine,” I speak, leaning over her. I try to take her hand, but she refuses. I look at the doctor, not knowing what to do.I can tell Selena is panting and looking around suspiciously at the doctor and me.“You know who I am, don't you?” I ask her, starting to sweat.“I’m sorry.” Her voice sounds dry. “Sorry, but I don't know who you are.” She blushes and calls for her mother. Selena's mother instantly appears at the door, very emotional.I get out of there, running. My Selena doesn't remember me.“Mr. Blanco!” the doctor calls after me. I stop in the hall and she almost runs into me. “It’s alright. This happens in many cases.”“You said she was okay!” My screams echo down the hall.“Mr. Blanco, the brain is the most unstable and inconsistent part of
Hunted By The Player A thousand feet
Dr. Sheena informs me I will be discharged now because my results were beyond her expectations. At least that's what my private interpreter tells me.Hunter leads me to a shiny black car. From what the doctor indicated, I have to return to my normal routine, and that it may help my memories return.Wow! I'm in awe of the car.“You like it?” he asks, opening the door for me.“It's beautiful!” He gets in and starts the car. “Where will we go?”“Home.” He looks at me smiling.“Do I live with you?” I speak, embarrassed. My father would never let me live with a man!“Technically not.” He looks at me a little distressed.“And what does that mean?” My mind is like a scene from a horror movie with barely visible smoke.“You wanted to do things by yourself without depending on anyone.”That suits me. I am silent again. It's so irrational for me to ride in a luxury car with a stranger who I'm told is my boyfriend. Boyfriend. I have, or at least, had one. Does he know I'm with someone else? Do I
Hunted By The Player Chance to choose
Hunter“There is nothing to worry about.” Would I have had a chance with twenty-year-old Selena? My mind is already hammering away with the thought. “What else do you want to know?”“How we met.” The way she looks at me now seems like she can see into my soul. Chocolate brown eyes that don’t absorb memories.I start from the beginning. When I spilt my drink on her, the way she cursed me, when I took her home and when I went to return her cellphone, which led to my bullshit decision and biggest regret I felt: running away right after we had sex. It's more confusing for me to talk about it than for her to take it all in.“Our first time was not at the pool?” She runs a hand through her hair, putting her bangs back.“The stupid thing I did is not to be considered a first time. You told me yourself that I was an idiot. So, you excused me, and we didn't talk about it anymore. Even though you said it was the best orgasm of your life.”She widens her bright brown eyes. “Right! Let's skip t
Hunted By The Player Good morning
I wake up to the low light in the room. I look to the side and see on the clock that it is seven in the morning. A note is taped underneath it:"Good morning, my beautiful. I hope you're feeling better this morning. I went to train and will be home at two o'clock. I love you, H."I read the note twice more. Is it his habit to leave such notes for me? I look at the drawer, and it looks tempting. I open it. Looks like he’s the gossipiest person in the world. There are several notes in there, all signed by the same person.''Good morning, my beautiful. You were so peaceful sleeping that I didn't want to wake you up. I'll be back soon. I went to get some orders. I love you, H.""I wasn't kidding when I said I needed to run. I won't be long coming back and wait for me so we can have breakfast together. Let's leave right away. Love you, H.""Dear Selena, we are sending you some samples from our upcoming collection. I hope you can use them in your fantastic Blog. We like your style and perso
Hunted By The Player Re-introduction
I go straight to the drawers. Inside the first is nothing. I go to the second, and in the very right corner, there is a little blue box with a white ribbon forming a bow on top. But it isn't just any blue box. It is Tiffany's blue box. Holy crap. I slide the drawer closed and pull out the third. Great. Three magazines with our photos as the leading news. Maria finds me in his office and gives me a bunch more magazines, and I run upstairs to the bedroom.I tie my hair up and sit on the bed with a tablet on top of the dresser in the closet. I’m lucky there isn’t a password. I open magazine by magazine, leaving the parts of the photographs on display and analysing them one by one, noting that I love twenty-three-year-old Selena. I like the way I dress and especially the way I see myself smiling beside Hunter. I take in Hunter's ultra-modern white canvas and start typing the words of the magazine into Google translator.My mother calls me down for lunch but I deny myself food. I don’t car
Hunted By The Player More Questions
HunterI put my hand on Selena's back as we settle in Dr. Sheena's office. The two simply exchange a simple greeting because they both don't understand each other's language.The doctor starts by asking the basic questions and I translate between the two. She couldn’t seem to understand most of Spanish or English words.“How do you feel today? Any change with the headaches?” I turn to Selena, translating perfectly.“I'm feeling great, and I'm not in pain right now,” informs Selena. “It's only when I've been watching something for a long time.” I pass the information on to the doctor, who pulls a smile from the corner of her mouth. She gives me more questions to translate.“Do the medications take effect at the same time? And are you taking them at the preferred time throughout the day?”Selena opens a small smile. “The remedies are effective. But the pain is only for a moment. It's like a pinch: you feel it right away.” I laugh with her explanation and pass it to the doctor, who laugh
Hunted By The Player I need to be alone
“Let's go?” I call for him without the slightest patience. He nods his head. He's calm, hands in pockets, and seems to be on automatic in the mini conversation.“Invited you to a party, didn’t they?” I ask ironically, pretending to pay attention to the merchandise on display.“Every day you surprise me even more,” he comments, holding back a laugh. Oh, what a pain, why is he always laughing?“Should I know the reason?” We turn into the aisle next door.“You're still the same, you just don't know it.”I make a face in response to that. “Right. One more point for you who knows me so well.” I choose a lavender soap.“You prefer roses.” He shrugs, paying attention to his cellphone. I roll my eyes. How can he know so much about me?“Is there anything you don't know about me?” I give up trying to distract him.“Until you recover your memory, I'll never know.” He has the cellphone like mine in his hand. “You got the rose one? Do you want anything else?”I look at the same women who are trail
Hunted By The Player Language of Love
‘But now I supposeThat this is where we could stayDo you regretHolding my hand tenderly?Please do not forgetDon't forget’– “Don't Forget” - Lemi Dovato*The Holy Family Church leaves me ecstatic. The architecture and the feeling of being there further warms my dream of getting married one day. Every girl wants to walk down the aisle and be the center of everyone’s attention, don’t they? But I only want the attention of my beloved, it’s the man who I marry will matter the most to me. I have never seen a church so big and so beautiful. It looks more like a castle.“I am tired,” I say out loud. I take another photo of Sophia with the landscape of Barcelona right behind her.“We've been walking for two hours.” She confirms by checking her expensive watch. “Hunter said not to tire you out so much. I’ve failed.” She shrugs playfully.“You're terrible at running missions.” I laugh and she makes a face at me.“Not so much. You're enjoying our walks.” She teasesI make a thoughtful face
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