The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Stalker

Tracing the bamboo-sided hallway, Chandra's eyes continuously swept around— looking for the figure of Litania. But alas, many times through the streets, he looked not to find the woman.

Chandra snorted, already upset. Though the intention of the heart wants to surprise him that he also has a luxury car—Aston Martin DB11—which he now drives. Car that was accidentally tipped on the company manager—anak branch— in Bali. Hope the old and stingy impression that Litania always throws will disappear. But unfortunately, the desire to get compliments must even swallow the pill of annoyance first.

"Ck! Where the hell is he?" Chandra riled, he hit the steering wheel many times. Frustrated because he did not meet the figure of the barbaric woman. He became restless, had been around the hotel for a long time but did not meet Litania.

Suddenly bad thoughts approached. "What don't-don't ...."

Chandra's memory was immediately drawn to the stalker Litania. People who always send packages containing stickers, VCDs, even trinkets that smell Super Junior—boyband like Litania. The figure that always worried her when leaving Litania alone in the apartment. Human terror, under the guise of ELF—fans club member Super Junior— famous band from South Korea. And damn it that guy could trick Litania into believing. "Based on a stupid girl!"

Groping her pants pocket, Chandra pulled out her dress. Calling his wife's cell phone number. The call is connected, but there is still no answer, leaving a panic that is quite draining Chandra's mind. "Litan, where are you going?"

Clenching his hands and hitting the steering wheel, Chandra let out his already quite high anger. "Damn it, why don't I think about it. The stalker must have known Litania was here. Ah, buns!" Chandra growled, throwing his phone at the passenger seat. Trying to think for a moment what to do.

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The sound of waves hitting the beach so smoothly into the sense of hearing. It felt so calm .. but it woke Litania who was comfortable with her eyes closed.

Wiggling slowly, the girl's common sense began to come. He remembered clearly how the situation was before he fainted. Gosh darn. Litania nodded while forcibly opening her eyes. Buy and scan around. "Where am I?" Litania's confused. He was lying with his hands tied above his head.

Litania panicked, all limbs unable to move freely. "Yes, where is this?"

Litania started shaking. He thrashed, tugging at the wrists tied to raffia's rope. Pain, spicy and pain. Fear dominates the mind. Make it keep doing the pointless—drawing tied hands. Bang, help me.

It didn't get there. The horror of Litania became more when she saw the room where she was held—, similar to an abandoned warehouse. Seen so many portraits of her while still wearing her High School uniform. From going to school, coming home with Kinar, laughing, ditching to the mall, to being sentenced to stand in front of the flagpole. Everything was so neatly arranged on the wall that was covered with cobwebs. "Crazy, who's this psychopath?"

Not to mention his photos when receiving all the packages that this setaunan always makes him happy. A package delivery that Litania mistakenly received from a fellow Super Junior lover. And again, Litania's heart seems to stop pumping blood. There was a picture frame on a wooden table nearby lying down. The picture is in the bridal dress. But strangely, the man next to her was definitely not Chandra. He narrowed his eyes. Looking at the picture of the man standing. "Who is he?" litania murmur. He doesn't remember ever having contact with that person.

Litania trembled, Chandra's warning in the air. Saying that the person who always sends the package is the bad guy. And now she was sure, what her husband said was true.

"Bang, please do it." Litania's tears began to fall, afraid, anxious. Nothing because your hands and feet are tied.

"grandmother ... Bang Chandra .. please ...." The cry of Litania began to break. He continued to thrash, hoping the rope would break.

A few seconds later. The screams of Litania stopped. Change into true nervousness. The wasp on his chest started to craze. There was a clear sound of the sound of foot clasping strongly on the floor board, heading towards him.

Dup-dup-dup-dup. Litania could clearly hear the drums of war from inside her chest.

"Who's there?" Litania's face began to be colorless. He noticed with a look of horror that the door of the room not far from him was lying.

Creaat!

Even the ringing sound of the old door made Litania hold her breath. It feels like being stalked by a death angel. The girl with the disheveled hair continued to chant prayers. He was afraid of what would happen after the door opened. How not? Because a sane person would not dare to do such a crazy thing.

"W-who are you?" Litania says tough ass. Though it was clear his voice had been trembling with lips that were also trembling.

But there is no truth, until the figure is really close to the small cot where Litania is bound. "It's me, honey ...." The figure is smiling. He crouched down and stroked Litania's hair-covered cheeks. "Didn't you want me anymore?"

Degh's!

Litania flinching. Only her eyes blinked many times. Trying to twist the memory, considering who exactly the figure of a reckless young man kidnapped her. Teenagers who are more or less with him.

One sec.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

The eyes of the Litania are rounded. "You ...."