NCCnovel Chapter 704 Is He My Stalker?
Chapter 704 Is He My Stalker?
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Azura's heart began to race, pounding against her chest like a drum. Each beat sent a rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins, her pulse quickening with a mix of excitement and apprehension.
Her mind whirled with a whirlwind of questions, each one vying for her attention. How did Allen know about her plans to visit Goldborne's mansion? She hadn't told anyone, not even Emma. It was a spur-of-the-moment decision, made on a whim as she arrived in the city. She had kept it to herself, wanting to surprise Emma and the others with her unexpected visit.
Azura's thoughts raced as she tried to piece together the puzzle. She had only just posted on her streaming page that she wouldn't be streaming today, citing a vague "family matter" as the reason for her absence. She hadn't provided any further details, preferring to keep her personal life private. And yet, here was Allen, seemingly aware of her plans despite her efforts to keep them under wraps.
Was it possible that Allen had been following her movements? Had he somehow learned about her visit to the city and decided to intercept her at the station? The thought sent a shiver down Azura's spine, filling her with a sense of unease.
She gasped due to her last thought. 'Wait, is he really my stalker?' she thought. It was a jarring realization, one that sent a chill down her spine. The idea of being stalked was unnerving, to say the least. Azura had heard stories of fans taking their admiration too far, crossing the line from adoration to obsession. But she never imagined herself in such a situation.
She glanced at Allen's back, her mind racing with a flurry of conflicting thoughts. On one hand, she couldn't deny the possibility that Allen might be following her, tracking her movements without her knowledge. After all, he had somehow managed to intercept her at the train station, a place she had never mentioned to anyone. It was a strange coincidence, to say the least.
A signboard above the entrance proudly displayed the café's name in elegant lettering, while outdoor seating arrangements invited patrons to relax and enjoy the bustling atmosphere of the street. The café's facade was adorned with lush greenery and vibrant flowers, adding a touch of natural beauty to the urban landscape.
Allen smoothly parked his motorcycle in the designated spot, expertly maneuvering it into place with practiced ease. He swung his leg over the bike and removed his helmet, revealing tousled locks that added to his rugged charm. Azura couldn't help but be mesmerized by his effortlessly cool demeanor, feeling a flutter in her chest as she watched him.
His appearance seemed almost too perfect, like something out of a fashion magazine.
Allen ran his fingers through his hair. Azura's gaze lingered on his chiseled features and confident stance. She couldn't deny the allure of his presence, especially against the backdrop of the upscale café. It dawned on her that Allen's motorcycle was no ordinary ride—it exuded luxury and sophistication, mirroring his own refined taste.
Azura's mind raced with questions as she took in the scene before her. How did Allen afford such a high-end motorcycle? And why did he choose to bring her to this exclusive café?
Allen noticed Azura's frozen gaze and extended his hand to her. "Your helmet," he said, snapping her out of her thoughts. He was a little confused by her reaction, but he figured it must be something to do with what Emma had told him last night, or perhaps it was because he had coincidentally shown up at the station right after Azura had talked about him with Emma.
"Oh, right," said Azura, a hint of panic in her voice.