All Chapters of DANGEROUSLY WANTED: The criminal next-door: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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SNIPPET

                                      .SNIPPET.   "I should stay away from you"   He said Gruffly into my ear, his rough breath tickling my earlobe,his lips just inches away from it and all I did was let out shallow breaths at the close and hot proximity.   "Then why don't you? " My voice came out husky and breathless when I replied. I felt hot. Damn hot all over. The challenge in my reply was evident. Even I was confused .Did I want him to stay away from me?   " Because I can't . You... " He said and stopped " I can't keep my hands off you " Then a soft kiss on my collar bone and I sighed gripping him tightly by his clothes, right above his torso   "Dammit you...." He murmured against my skin and it rocks through my entire body.  
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ONE-Orbs of Blue

 *CHARITY*     Maybe it wasn't  real.   Maybe it  was a dream, maybe the letter was a prank or maybe Genevieve calling me into her office later and telling me bluntly that I was fired was not real-whatever it was, It didn't  change the fact that I was packing my things off from where I have spent the best 5 years of my life.   It hurt. Not that I  was getting fired, (okay, maybe that hurt pretty badly too) but it was because the cheeky bastard responsible was somewhere near my office getting only an earful from the management while I was getting fired. It  takes two to tango but everyone's chosen to point fingers at me.   They could go to hell. All of them.   I packed everything. Books, stationary and even the little things that don't matter, I packed it all. My inside was a mess and the tears stung my eyes but I was de
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TWO-Hoping

CHARITY    There are moments in life when it suddenly feels like the world has finally turned its back on you and has it middle finger right in your face. Moments when even your tears can't measure the amount of pain, you're in.   I think I was at that point in my life.   I laid numb on my couch, still dressed in my work clothes as I tried to think about where it all went wrong.   We had it going for a long time, Micah and I. So long that I don't even remember who made the first move but it was exciting. The coy and knowing looks when we pass by each other, the feeling up while no one was watching in a meeting and even the frequent sexcapades in his office. Damn! He made me come while eating lunch at the company's cafeteria.   Even now, my gut clenched at how reckless I had been. Recklessness is-it's Shayne’s thing. The only thing that has stopped her from w
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THREE-Broken

CHARITY   'I'M REALLY sorry things turned out this way. I tried my best to get Genevieve to sign you some sort of testimonial so you could be able to secure a job at some other company in the city but she wouldn't have it. Your portfolio and of course your award should be able to get you a job somewhere else but I guess not in this city anymore. I transferred money that should be enough to secure you another job, let's say my way of apologizing. Trust me when I say you’re a great person, I had fun with you. Goodbye, miss Everton"   The word fun didn't hurt me. As much as it sounded like I was some whore, it didn't hurt. Even the fact that he sent me pity cash didn't hurt—no it didn't.   But the formality? How it sounded like this was some sort of business? It drove me crazy!   It made me go over all of our previous messages, I cringed at the series of erotic messag
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FOUR-The nextdoor Neighbor

CHARITY      Riverdale was a relatively small city. Not a hundred thousand population kind of small, I'm talking about a 30,000-population kind of small. No more no less. It's a city where everyone knows every tom, dick and Harry.   Nothing ever happens in the city. Riverdale was more of a retiree home for the elderly who have worked their life off somewhere in the big cities and now seek rest.   And that's where I grew up. And inevitably where I was going back to. Riverdale isn't all bad, the scenery here is beautiful and environment was nontoxic. I consoled with the thought that I needed someplace without the hustle and bustle of the city to keep me sane.   I spent the next couple of days looking up apartments in the city. The best ones were not fit for my pocket, they would have if I accepted Micah's money but that's all I have left of my dignity and I don't regret it. T
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FIVE-Blue!

CHARITY    "Oh my freaking God! "   A shriek.   Clearly not the kind of greeting I expected as I walked into the stuffy company for the first time. I wasn't even in a good mood to say the least. My favorite and only car completely broke down and I had to wait a whole thirty minutes for my godforsaken uber!Not to even mention the loud music from the other apartment that kept me up all night! They were pretty loud for people who hated noise.   My new work place might not really please me but I was never a tardy person and so that's why I am still rooted to a spot, in shock, not only from the shriek that broke out but the tight embrace I was locked in.   I slowly disentangled myself from the chubby arms that held me so tight I could break and I come face to face with a lady with fiery red hair and makeup that looked like half the paint my new apartment had. It&
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SIX-Red and Blue

      CHARITY             I think my life just did a 360 degree split right in front of me. Don't know the possibility but that's pretty much how I feel right now as I stared back at the towering figure in front of me while letting my fisted hand that had intended to knock the door senseless fall back to my sides. I was gaping no doubt , drawn like a magnet to the set of eyes that seemed all too familiar to a dream. It ultimately reminded me of how I got here in the first place.              "Looks like you have a knack for naming with colors"     It was the kind of savage statement that usually comes with a smirk but no—the man in front of me wasn't smirking, his face was expressionless and accentuated by those icy blue eyes.  And then that deep voice, smooth and rough all in one and it sent chills down my spine real
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SEVEN-Murder In Riverdale

  "....and guess who stole the car? "   "Old man Pete? "   "No silly! Emma ray! "   "Right Emma"   Julia.   Me.   Julia.   Me.   That's pretty much how the conversation went and I was close to losing it. It's been hours and Julia wouldn't stop talking about petty crimes that has happened in the city so far. The one she was currently talking about was about a car theft that had me mixing up names of the people involved. I think at some point I thought the owner of the car was the thief. I didn't want to discourage her, she was clearly intrigued by what she called their biggest story yet. Car theft? You've gotta be kidding me.   It's been a week since I moved here and started working at Empire news House. It was supposed to be one of those moment when you admit  time flew so fast t
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EIGHT-Daddy's Good Girl

I was 18 when I witnessed my first crime.     Oh! It's nothing. Just saw a boy hit his friend with an hammer and made a run for it. I had called the police immediately and watched the boy get arrested somewhere along the other streets and it felt good to be called a ‘first class’ citizen for reporting a crime. I think that was when it all started. From then on, I wanted nothing but to report and reveal crimes. And report them I did. For years , I have researched , worked and written about the gravest sins in my country and I  felt good doing it. I have seen worse crimes, met with dangerous criminals unknowingly in the course of my job and joined the police in their investigations. I even made a few friends with the detectives. I'm telling you I didn’t win the best article of the year for nothing!   So why?   I found myself asking.   Why were my hands shaking? Why di
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NINE-The Day After

Everywhere was a mess. In one night, Riverdale, that small safe town I grew up in turned upside down when it recorded its first murder in the last 20 years and the people were going crazy about it. Local newspapers that I didn’t know existed were struggling to be the first to publish the story bits that they could gather from the police and people close by. Locals were scared and being watchful.  And me? I was losing it! I knew that feeling. It was a very familiar feeling every child growing up must have had. That kind of feeling when you know dad has a big surprise for mum on her birthday but you have to keep it a secret when you badly want her to know what he has planned for her. That feeling of being the only one who knows a big secret ,sometimes dangerous and overwhelming--most times great and amazing , there's so much to risk if you let it out and so you watch how things unravel or maybe just spill it out.  
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