Robert Johnson
Stories
10
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She screamed. He'd somehow found her and kidnapped her. He was going to kill her. She needed to escape. "You—let me go!" Cried Savannah, as his powerful arms constricted her. She raked her nails across his face, and he cursed loudly. Regardless, he lifted her in his arms and dropped her into the bed. "Don't -" He warned, pointing the finger at her. She froze like a deer in headlights. He slowly sat down on the sofa in the corner of the bedroom, cross-legged: "Judy." "Yes, sir." Said…
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Savannah's heart missed a beat. Then, carefully, she crept up the stairs towards the bedroom… and froze. "Babe, am I pleased to see you." She heard Devin say. "It's been a fucking awful day." She heard a girl coo and comfort. "My fiancée – your cousin – she left me... She left me, Valerie. Fuck." He sighed. "And then – ha! - my uncle decided not to invest in my company. I feel like an idiot." She heads the bedsheets shift. "I don't know what I'd do without you, babe. I really need you…
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Savannah was the first to break the silence. "Yes, I decided to break up with him." Dalton banged a fist down on the couch. "Why? What's going on?" "I…" she hesitated, looking down at her feet. "I wanted to. I had to." Dalton waved her off. "It's normal for couples to quarrel with each other, but you don't quit. Your aunt and I argue all the time, and we're still together!" He said, waving at Norah. "You know, we are living by the Yontzs," explained Dalton, stubbing a smoke. "I know,…
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Savannah's knuckles whitened around the phone, her voice trembling: "Devin?" She heard him clear his throat. "Savannah? Is that you?" "Did you know? Did you give me to another man?" Her voice shook with rage. No answer. "What the fuck, Devin!" She'd never shouted at Devin before, and her aunt had told her to be respectful. She wanted to throw her head back in laughter at the thought now. "It was only business, babe. And if you're going to be my wife, well, it's your duty to help me," he…
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A Five-star hotel, Los Angeles, California The pool glistened under the translucent glass dome. It was silent other than the soft lapping of water, the hotel, bright and vacant. Crouched half-naked, Savannah had woken moments ago in the tan recliner by the poolside, her whole body aching. Sitting up, she'd glanced down and her blood-soaked thighs and hardly believe what had happened to her. Earlier, her fiancé, Devin, had asked her to deliver some documents to the hotel where he was working. She…
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