• My Pretty Damsels

“Who the hell are you?” Valerie challenged the stranger that was standing before her. He tried to take a step forward but she moved back, grabbing the nearest solid object she could find behind her which was the remote.

“Stay back, close to me and I'll scream,” she said, pointing the remote menacingly at him. His lips parted in a small smile.

“What are you going to do to me with the remote, stab me with it?” He asked humorously.

Her jaw was still tightened. He sighed, seeing that he wasn't getting to her.

He was styled in an expensive black suit and his glossy leather shoes gave away the fact that he was at least an affluent man.

“Can I sit?” He gestured towards the chair in her room.

“No, I want you to leave. Leave before I scream.”

Despite being uninvited, he went ahead to sit down and adjust his trousers. “Relax, you're quite feisty. I mean they told me but seeing it in person is even more alluring,” his voice rasped as he narrowed his eyes on her.

She raised an eyebrow, sti