One Text Away From the Danger
The investigation
I standing frozen on the sidewalk, phone in hand, staring at the black car parked across the street. My heart races, and the words "I’m watching you" keep echoing in my mind.
i glance around, but no one seems to be paying attention. i take a deep breath and force myself to move, walking briskly toward the apartment building. i can’t afford to panic—not now, not yet.
you
but inside i am trembling
you
i reach my door, lock it behind me, and drop my bag on the couch. my mind spins with questions
you
Who the hell is Fahad Moretti? And why is he watching me?
you
*take a deep breath, trying to clam down*
you
it's time to investigate about this person
I spend the next few hours digging. Researching. Trying to piece together any shred of information on Fahad Moretti. I look up his name online, but it’s not the typical search result.
Instead of university papers or social media profiles, the search results are filled with news articles, police reports, and discreet mentions of the Moretti family.
It doesn’t take long before i realize that Luca’s name is synonymous with power and danger in this city.
you
what but Why? why this guy has to do something from me?
He’s not just some rich kid or business mogul. He’s the leader of the most powerful mafia syndicate in this region. His family controls everything—from illegal businesses to connections in the highest levels of government.
I pull up a page that gIves you more details about him. He’s young, not much older than me, and from everything i read, his reputation is cold and calculating. Ruthless, they say. A man who doesn’t hesitate when it comes to getting what he wants.
you
*feelIng awkward* should i go back to my country I don't feel good here
I lean back in my chair, trying to process everything. What is he doing texting you? Why is he watching you?
The screen of my phone lights up again. i almost don’t want to open it, but the curiosity eats away at me.
Fahad?
you should not digging into my life
you
why are u following me?how you know me?
Fahad?
Useless question. It's dangerous for someone like you.
Fahad?
I know you and I will tell you later
you
what do you want from me
A few min ago
i don't get a reply message. Instead, I left starIng the phone thinking that i made huge mistake by investigating him.
Suddenly, i hear a faint knock at the door. it's soft, almost polite.
I rise to my feet, my mind racing, thinking, is it him?
I walk toward the door and open it but there is no one
you
what no one. Is it joke?
but as i turn to walk back to my phone, the screen flashes again
Fahad?
I am closer than you think
you
What to do want? *i dont know but i feel so bad he is a guy and i dont meet up with guy what if he try to balckmail me*
Comments
El Aki 7u7
Wow, this book had me on the edge of my seat the entire time! 💥👏
2025-02-06
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