VOIDThe bitch became so frightened, she screamed like she'd never screamed before. It was ear-piercing and irking, I was tempted to whip a slap on her face."Shut it!" I growled, my hand still on her bum, attempting to pull it down.Damn me if she listened and stopped.She gripped the neck of my shirt immediately, her entire body shuddering with panic."Don't do this." She whimpered. "Please! I'll never be able to live with it. Please!" Her lips shivered.My hand stilled. And my gaze focused on her.I've killed bitches. And I've killed sons of bitches. And never have I seen so much fear in someone.She hadn't shown this much fear when she had found me in her apartment, and I had stabbed her in the leg. She hadn't shown this much fear when she woke up in my place and found me looking all devily.How could she be so scared of some damn pussy? How fúcking special was it? Hell, I could have a million pussies a day if I wanted. Why was she so terrified ove
JERAHAfter what seemed like forever, we arrived at our destination.It had been fearful at first as we had to drive through the woods and covered a long distance before meeting a big black gate.Not leaving the car, my abductor pulled out a remote, clicked a button on it and I watched in amusement as the gates opened on their own.My mouth hung open in astonishment. Well, living in the convent didn't let me in on much experience.We drove through the gate and I became even more amused by the beauty I saw. It wasn't a two storey building like the other. This was a bungalow. But it was extremely gorgeous.I cocked my neck to see the two cars parked by the fence on the left side. What? Aside the cars in the other apartment, he had two extra? How rich was this guy?That was probably his reason for being evil. It was worth it, for him.He pulled to a stop and withdrew his key from the ignition. "Get out." He stated icily before leaving the car.He was always so hard,
WILHELMINA"Oooh" He sniggered. "Someone's looking all serious today."He plonked himself beside me on the couch, throwing his hand to wrap around my shoulder."When will you be leaving, huh? Are you sure you even want to leave again? L.A is quite nice, don't you think?" He whispered to my ears, which he licked.I hissed and pulled my face away.He was right, tho. My mission was over. So, I'd be leaving soon. Not a lot of people knew me around here. Sylvian was just one of the few, and that's because he had server under my dad before now. That's the reason I was one of the few people that could mess with him."What I'm about to say is highly confidential, Sylvian. I need to know that I can trust you." I locked eyes with him as I spoke.He shrugged. "You know I got you all day, babe."I hesitated for a brief moment."Earlier today, I met someone that looked like me. Exactly like me."Sylvian's face was blank. Then, he chuckled like I had just cracked a
VOIDNever in my hucker life had I been as paled as I was. For unexplainable reasons, Rocco's words struck me with an inexplicable jolt, rattling my very core.My brows contracted as I looked down at the table."Hey. You there?" His irksome voice hit me.I frowned and cleared the lump in my throat."Why's that? Are you done with the investigations? Did you find the look-alike? Or she's the bitch and has been pretending all along?" I found myself asking.Hell, I shouldn't care. I never cared when it came to killing. Pulling triggers was my favorite thing. So, why the fúck was I asking?"No, she's not. And I'm not done with my investigations yet. But I don't fully trust her. So, I'd prefer she's ended, rather than letting her go. I want it done as soon as possible, Void."A knot formed in my throat, causing discomfort. Uncannily, so many questions flooded my mind. But I didn't want to come to terms with the fact that I could ask. They didn't matter.I e
VOIDSurprise claimed his visage, casting a veil of disbelief. The men at the door rushed in and tried coming for me, but the son of a bitch was wise enough to signal them to stop.He redirected his gaze at me."What the hell is this, Void? What're you doing?" Rocco asked, his eyes glinting with anger.I let out a cold smirk, my hands were still on his collars."Do you really have no idea? Or you wanna play dumb?" My fingers clenched around his collars. "Why don't you go on and admit it?""Admit what?!""Admit the God-damn fact that it was your plan all along!" I yelled into his face. "Everything was planned and done on purpose! You sent me over to Jerah's place, hoping I'd get impatient and kill her. You were hoping I wouldn't he able to detect she wasn't a killer, like you had pained her to be. But unfortunately for your God-damn balls, I did. Then, you asked me to take her to my place and sent your men to come in and kill her. You wanted it to happen in my p
VOIDFear was evident in the eyes of the motherfucker. Seeing his people dead around him, he looked at me like I was his god.His lips juddered, and I could see it right there - he wanted to beg for mercy. The cock's balls were still feeling too big.I lowered my gun from his head to his throat, threatening a shot."V...Void, this is crazy," he spoke heavily. "Y... You should know there's no way you can kill me in here and get out alive. My...My men ....""You really wanna try out that theory, prick?" I growled in his ear. "The downside is, you won't be alive to witness it."I'd stake my balls the fear in him tripled. He knew me. And if there was one thing I was good at, it was keeping to threats."Okay, okay. Come on, man. You can't really do this. Let's... Let's talk about it." He stammered.My fingers itched to pull the trigger. Fúck! All I wanted was to blow the arsehole's brains out."Tell you what?" I grumped. "it'd have been a really nice idea blow
For a long time, my gaze remained locked on the door, as I struggled to comprehend the words he had left behind. The thoughts wagged a battle in my head, it felt so unreal.Did he... just say home?No. There was no way he meant that. Perhaps, he was talking about going back to his old place.No matter how hard I tried, the part of me that had been locked up for too long couldn't accept the fact that I was finally getting free. He must've meant something else.Chills rippled down my spine as I wrapped my hands around my shoulders and lowered myself to the bed. I knew he wanted me out, but God! I couldn't think straight.I shivered at the recollection of what he had done. How dare he...how dare he kiss me?My heart contorted within my chest as the memory wrapped it's invisible tendrils around my beating organ. It felt as tho the very core of my existence has been twisted and warped by the intensity of that fleeting moment.Absent-mindedly, I lifted my hand to my lips and touched them. T
JERAHIt's been two months now. Two months of trying to heal from my trauma and trying to see life like I used to.It hadn't been easy, I must admit. That very night, when I had gone home with Benedetta, I had been extremely scared and felt vulnerable. Benedetta had been worried sick and did all she could to know where I had been, but I said nothing to her and made her promise me she wouldn't tell the others - until I was ready.For weeks, I was traumatized and had myself locked in a room. I felt so insecure. It wasn't until three weeks later that I got back my confidence and began moving around with the others.I learnt to walk in the street with them, as well as go to church. It was safe. My fear had began to vanish.And two weeks ago, I reopened my coffee shop. I had missed it and wanted to have a feel of it again. It was the only thing that kept me busy and sane.I've had it running for two weeks now, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it.