Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

This place had been abandoned for years, but there were always people who wanted to redevelop it. Every time a construction crew tried to start work, though, accidents would happen almost immediately, adding to the place's reputation for being haunted.

Eventually, everyone decided there was something seriously wrong here, and no one dared touch it again.

A chill ran down Vinson Elliott's spine, as if a cold breeze had swept right through him. He felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. But when he turned around, the grass behind him was perfectly still.

Was it just his imagination? Or was there really something unnatural about this place?

He wanted to bolt, to get as far away as possible, but all he could do was swallow his fear and look at Effie. "Effie, just say the word—I'll do whatever you say."

Effie replied, "Let's go in and look for Nita."

Randell turned to Effie. "You should stay out here. We'll go inside."

Effie glanced around at the overgrown lot, then shook her head. "No way. Standing out here alone is just as creepy."

Randell hesitated, then nodded. "Alright, you'd better stick with us. But stay close and don't wander off."

"Okay."

Thankfully, Randell and Vinson hadn't come alone. With a group of people around —and since it was still broad daylight-the place didn't seem quite as terrifying. Effie pulled out her phone and tried calling Nita, but all she got was a busy signal.

sign of Nita anywhere, worry started gnawing

she heard a faint ringtone

turned, meaning to say something to Randell and Vinson-only to realize they'd vanished. She stared, dumbfounded. Where did everyone

in the middle of

moment, a desperate cry for help cut through the silence. The voice

stick on the ground, grabbed it, and followed

pair of pale legs on the ground-clearly a woman's. A man was

his voice leering and

sharp pain at his neck. Before he could react, dizziness overwhelmed

teeth and turned his head, only to see Effie's beautiful face

by her looks, forgetting his anger. "How did I miss

Effie arrive. Now, as if fate was handing him another prize, he thought, "Today really is my

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