#Chapter7

I guess, I should've kind of figure that Ramsey is not a doctor when he led me into his huge apartment, which was built onto a glorious cliff on the seaside.

On the fucking seaside.

On a fucking cliff.

Well if I have to die somewhere, I would highly prefer this place... Altho I probably won't actually enjoy my time here, or the advantages of a penthouse.

"You can leave your shoes there." I heard, from behind so I quietly obeyed the instructions, hoping to get on his good side. He bought me a pair of blue sneakers, matching my eye color. This man is a huge freak, that's...