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His Obsession, Her Perfect Calculated Escape

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 1068    |    Released on: Today at 11:44

is tracks. The easy smi

gym bag. It hit the f

nce between them in

knees up slightly and threw her hands over her face, covering the red mark.

nt of her. His chest was r

ded. His voice was low, tig

antically. She kept he

It rolled down her cheek and drop

er voice cracked perfectly.

ike a lit match. Caden's jaw clenched

but firmly wrapped around her wrists.

s on her pale skin. He could se

his sense of territory, was deeply offende

d, leaning in clo

her eyes

bling. "I knew this would happen. I don't belong here. This is

den exactly wher

ly that his public attention in the cafeteria h

ly mutated into

He grabbed her shoulders i

dropping to a dangerous whisper. "Whoever to

ed eyes. She reached up and grabbed his

re senior girls. They'll ruin my life if you say a

e clue smoothl

n instantly. There was only one group of senior girls who

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em touch you ag

ped his arms around her, pulli

ric of his shirt. To anyone walking by, she

of Alma's mouth twitched upward. A c

of sneakers at the

ed her arms around herself again, looking ar

ring frame. He shrugged off hi

et was massive on her. It smelled like his cologne and sweat. He pu

ordered softly. "Get some ice for your

e pulled the oversized

g to do?" she aske

Caden said. His eyes wer

way. She kept her head d

well, she paused. She glan

the hallway. His fists were balled at his

instantly straightened. The trembling st

into the ma

ater fountain. Caden didn't raise his voice or lift a hand. He simply

north hall this morning?" Caden

ntense focus of a senior elite. "I... I don't know man

boy scurry off. He pulled his cell phone from his

n said into the phone. "Bring the

he door to the cam

linic nurse looked up from her desk. She s

happened to you?" the

moothly. "I hit my face

ooked like a hand. But she didn't push. The cli

d. She walked to a small freezer

examination bed. She took the ice pack a

d numbed the pa

ith her free hand. She pulled ou

er four. She began to silent

assive guys from his fraternity were

ow. She just kept reading. Sh

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His Obsession, Her Perfect Calculated Escape
His Obsession, Her Perfect Calculated Escape
“When Alma's father stood in front of the bulldozers to protest, the energy company's thugs beat him half to death in the mud. Instead of arresting the attackers, the police handcuffed her bleeding father and threw him into a cruiser. "Stay back, kid," the officer barked, shoving Alma away. Her father was denied bail and framed for assaulting an officer. The corrupt mayor just smiled and told her not to cause a scene. Meanwhile, the company mailed her weeping mother a severance check that barely covered a month of groceries. Alma was forced to watch her family be completely destroyed by men with money and power. Kneeling in the cold dirt where her father's blood had spilled, she didn't shed a single tear. The panic in her chest died, replaced by a cold, absolute hatred. She realized that crying wouldn't do anything. In this world, justice didn't exist for the weak. Years later, Alma stepped onto a prestigious Ivy League campus, her cheap backpack slung over her shoulder. She was surrounded by the arrogant children of the very executives who ruined her life. She lowered her head, hiding her dead eyes, and put on the perfect mask of a timid, helpless charity case. Undergrad was just a training ground, and these elite kids were just her practice dummies. The hunt was officially on.”