Finding his doll

Muntaha was brought back from his thought by the shrieking of his personal phone. He sighed out loud and received the phone with a frown on his face. The frown did nothing to mar his handsome face but it was enough to scar his subordinate for it symbolized the calm before the storm.

Muntaha threw the phone to the wall after a few moment of silently listening to the other person on the phone. This was why he needed something to keep him occupied. He needs someone to play with and release all his frustrations on. He needed someone to break like he has done with all the other birds. 

He had cruelly caged them and step by step pluck out their wings until they had no more wings. When they could no longer fly, they had tried to walk and he had expertly made them cripple. Now, they were his to do with as he wills. He felt no remorse whatsoever for he felt that they all deserved it. Most of them were after all just commercial sex workers who had tried to lure him in but e