Day Twenty Four…
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Abigail's eyes were just fixated on the monitor screen. She felt the chill as Nathan's words resounded in her ears. { Phantomflake is mine! }
Nathan said those words clearly with his cold sharp eyes. She even felt the hair on her skin stand up from the chill, her stomach churned.
Nathan was truly the Devil she knew. He wanted to torture her and make her suffer in his own hands. But why did her heart race faster? Was she afraid? Anxious? Or Flattered?
'Damn! What am I thinking?' Abigail shook her head and gently slapped her reddened face using both hands. Instead of thinking about bloody punishment, Abigail ended up imagining herself being thrown by Nathan on the bed and… Nathan was doing a different kind of 'punishment'.
Abigail immediately folded the laptop when Little Ethan sat down next to her.
"Miss Abi? Why did you fold the laptop? I want to see my Dad. What is he doing right now?"
