Chapter 62
Karl’s pent–ups frustration propelled him into an agitated pacing around the regianer and has living
room, his hand weaving through his disheveled hair like a
per age to untangle the chaos within. The maddening swirl of emotions thesored to push him to the
brink of madness.
Atrl redirected his course towards theundry. Swiftly shedding the damp clothes that chung to him like
remnants of the recent altercation, he couldn’t shake off the Ingering annoyance caused by the woman
who had unexpectedly attacked him. His eyes still stung from the encounter with her pepper spray, and
the numerous little scratches and bumps served as a painful testament to the physical attacks
th her umbre and her wild scratching
Instead of getting mad and angry at her, Instead he had gotten concerned when he witnessed her
miserablending to the floor
With a resigned sigh, he moved into the living room.
Axel’s footsteps echoed with a sense of urgency as he sought to check on the well–being of the dog. A
creature that still hadn’t eaten as far as his understanding went. Approaching the bowlhe was met with
a surprising revtion, it was now
stark contrast to its previous untouched state
Recalling the dog’s initial rejection of the regr food. Axel had ventured into the relentless rain to
procure the prescribed special meal. However, much to his bewildered chagrin, the dog had apparently
finished it in his absence. The irony of the utuation struck him, his well–intentioned effort to cater to the
dog’s presumed preferences had resulted in an unnecessary escapade through the
rain–soaked streets.
His gaze fixated on the peacefully slumbering dog, nestledfortably on his couch. The sight was a
stark juxtaposition to the tumultuous events that had unfolded just moments ago. The frustrating
realization dawned upon him he had endured both the unrelenting rain and an unexpected attack for a
cause that in the end. proved to be unnecessary. Rendering Axel’s efforts somewhat futile.
With a resigned sigh. Axel reached for his phone, only to find the screen irreparably damaged a
frustrating aftermath of the unexpected encounter with that woman. She had struck him just the
moment he was distracted and had An involuntary scowl crept onto his face as he ruminated on the
absurdity of the situation used of being a stalker, ambushed on his way home, and subjected to an
unwarranted assault. Just who does she think she is?” He wondered with a scowl First she had barged
into his apartment, then slept on his couch like a lifeless cat and then having the audacity to hit him
continuously and douce him in pepper?!
The stings from her attack still lingered.
Yet, in a confounding twist, Axel found himself unable to harbor genuine anger towards her. The
woman had managed to cast herself as the victim, invoking an
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When she tumbled backward, Axel’s instinctive reaction was to reach out and grab her, a reflex driven
by genuine worry rather than retaliation. Her wide doe eyes, seemingly innocent and vulnerable when
she stared up at him, contradicted the aggressive actions she had disyed mere moments ago. The
stark contrast left Axel bewildered, a victim turned aggressor, then swiftly back to the role of a damsel
in distress..
When Observing her sprawled on the floor, cold and exposed, Axel had felt a strange mix of frustration
and concern. Then Her flinch at his approach for the dog food and his phone like he was the bad guy.
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The dog food! He nced at the now sleeping husky. Everything came down to that girl. First meeting
her at the exhibition, the puppy at his door reminded him of her and he had taken it in. And now going
out to get the supposed food that the dog could eat he had gotten the beating of his life. In all of his
twenty five years of existence, no one had ever beaten him: And he felt worse, the one who did the
seem like she had been bullied by him.
He was the victim! Ever since he met her two days ago, his life had seemed to take a turn for the worst.
Darn that dark–haired woman and her beguilinglyrge eyes, Axel muttered to himself as he ambled
wearily towards the shower. He couldn’t help but wonder about the audacity of someone venturing out
into the night rain so scantily dressed? She had shivered, her wet clothes clinging to her b*dy. Hope
she doesn’t catch a cold, he thought to himself with a sigh.
The concern for her well–being tugged at him, even as irritation festered at the unwee intrusion;
his thoughts.
As he stood beneath the soothing cascade of water, his mind reyed the scenes from the unexpected
encounter. And the way she had flinched and reacted in that truly frightened manner, like she had some
history of abuse. Her reaction at the exhibition also, it gave of signs of someone with a deep trauma.
“Why am I even bothered?” he grumbled, struggling toprehend the emotional turmoil her presence
stirred. Resolute in breaking free from this perplexing concern, Axel made a firm decision to distance
himself from her, convinced that she harbored nothing but bad luck.
Returning from the shower, his hair still damp, Axel encountered the remnants of
his neglected meal With a dismissive sweep, he cleared the table, discarding the
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now-cold food into the trash.
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In the obscurity of the night, enveloped by a concealing hoodie and the warmth
of a lit cigarette, the man watched intently as Jasmine picked herself from the floor and headed on her
way home.
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He derived perverse satisfaction from witnessing his prey unravel emotionally and unleash an
unwarranted attack on an unsuspecting victim. The
cat–and–mouse game intensified as Jasmine, seemingly aware of being followed became unhinged
and attacked someone else
A contemtive sigh escaped him, acknowledging the necessity for heightened. stealth to elude
Jasmine’s notice. Observing her, he couldn’t help but savor the provocative allure of her wet clothes
clinging sensuously to her figure.
Walking behind her hidden by the darkness he watched her enter the building. He stood at the down
floor of her apartment, his predatory gaze lingered on the eighteenth floor where her home was.
Intrusive thoughts, tinged with a sinister longing, yed out in his mind as he imagined scenario’s
“I wonder what she’s doing now,” he pondered, sumbing to a dark fascination.
He stayed there for a long time then turned heading home blending in the darkness. Entering his home
he added yet another picture of her to the wall. Then turned on the light. The room became lit with
several pictures of Jasmine, it was like a temple dedicated to her.
“Someday I would finally have you in my arms.” The man giggled gleefully, his hand stroking her
picture.
Maybe, he thought to himself.
“Maybe I’ll pay her a visit tomorrow.” She used to jog every morning before and then be would watch
her, how her work out clothes clung to her b*dy, but it seemed she had sensed someone watching her
and she had stopped. Working out in her apartments gym instead. The man gave an annoyed grunt.
The only time he ever got to watch was on her way to work and when she returned. Or rare evening’s
like this one when she came out.
Tomorrow was a Monday, which meant she would leave for work at about eight am and return by
seven. He believed he was so in love with her that be had even mastered her schedule. He would wait
for her tomorrow when she got off work and they woulde home together.
He smiled at the thought of being up close to her and even touching her.
“One day Jasmine would be mine.”