Alister couldn't help but hate this world. He couldn't stop sneezing and as a result, he was kicked out of the station for disrupting the peace, and thus he spent the entire night drinking his annoyance away. As he was finally making his way towards his house, at four in the morning, he was met with a problem. A big one. He was being surrounded by men in black and crowded, or you could say herded, into a dark and dingy alleyway, the kind that those dead bodies were usually found in as the protagonist of the movie is running for their life.
Each one of the thugs-looking guys was holding a gun. He could tell that they were mafia, they were the only ones with the guts to hold a gun to someone so early in the morning without the worry of being discovered and have the cops called on, but he couldn't recall having provoked anyone of power recently; because he made sure to remember all the powerful mafia groups and to be respectful to them so as to avoid this kind of
Fair warning, the Mc is not a good person and by the end of this novel; he is a twisted psycho. In the last two worlds, I can guarantee he starts killing rather easily. Anyway, happy reading see you tomorrow, Review & Comment.
Yoshiki waited for the waste of a human to say something, anything really, to avoid looking at his stupid face longer than he has to seem polite and welcoming. You'd think he'd at least have a cute-ish face, but unfortunately, not everyone could be as handsome as him or as dashing as his lover, but he's become more ugly since the last time he saw Alister, then again it could be because of the beating he received last night, but it also couldn't be because of that and it's that his disgusting, dirty, soul was leaking out to his skin. Poor him, he couldn't last any longer, so he looked over Allister's shoulder to avoid looking directly. Much better. His eyes felt cleaner already. Tired of standing in his living room like some clown, he turned and turned the flat-screen TV on. Flipping through the channels, he tried to find something worth watching until finally, he found one; some woman was taking a chunk out of a man. The scream of the man was so earth-shatteri
Following the instructions of his dear brother, Kenchiki had happily beat the crap out of the man and now stood by to watch as his brother played hero for him. He expected that although his brother had to postpone moving into the manor with him, he would at least come to visit or even call, to at least tell him he did a good job. But it has been many days and yet no call, text, or visit. He felt absolutely miserable. He felt like a used toy that was thrown aside as soon as interest in it was lost. He glared at his phone, telling it to ring with his eyes, and he sat there as the hours passed by. He sighed in defeat after three hours and the phone didn't so much as light up. He angrily threw it against the wall. Kenchiki pulled open his desk drawer and dug through two of them before he found what he was looking for. Ripped the packet open, removed a cigarette, and took the lighter from his jacket pocket. He quit a couple of years ago and hasn't smoke
Daisuke panicked when he realized his host was being taken advantage of by the wicked brother. It couldn't allow its host to be eaten cleanly like this. It must protect its host's chrysanthemum. It must or it will be beaten by the host. However, what was really happening differed completely from what Daisuke was imagining. Kenchiki was rather shocked when he was suddenly dragged onto the bed and pressed down. He was then kissed senseless by his half-asleep brother. Even half-asleep, Yoshiki was an amazing kisser. He shifted his body to push himself up from lying sideways, so he could straddle him and place his arms on either side of his body. Kenchiki couldn't help the moan he let out into Yoshiki's mouth as his hands clutched the small of Yoshiki's back. Kenchiki was clinging to his brother's body and moving his hand up and down his brother's back. Kenchiki happily gave in to the surrounding warmth, he threw caution to the wind and star
He chewed slowly as he took in everything at the 'scene'. Kenchiki shot Alister on the hand. Alister had a bloody hand and there was a phone on his lap while Kenchiki currently had a guilty and panicked look on his face. Alister came out of his shock first and screamed hysterically. Yoshiki could not make sense of what he was saying. "Daisuke?" ["Yes, host?"] "Please bring up the silencing shield quickly." ["Yes, host."] ["Host?"] "Yes?" "Are you not worried about your plan? It was completely ruined." "Oh, who said that my plan was completely ruined? Really, do you think I would leave such a high risk to my plan if it was different?" ["No host"] *Daisuke was terrified when it realized just how good its host was at plotting
In the kitchen Kenchiki was wolfing down the breakfast Yoshiki made, while Yoshiki was taking the coffee off the coffeemaker. He put it on the counter and took his seat to eat. He picked up his fork and knife and looked at the serving plate containing the omelet only to just notice there was only a small slice left for him; he looked at the other dishes and noticed the same thing except for the pancake. His sweat dropped, he just turned his back to remove the coffee and bring it over and yet all the food he spent half an hour making was almost gone, why was it that when he cooked and this idiot was around, he ate all his food; he looked at his idiot that was eating happily when he, the one to slave over the food only had a bite of it and it was almost gone, he glared with hateful eyes at his lover, the heartless thing was eating without any restraints. Kenchiki happily eats the delicious breakfast made by his lover and enjoys
* smut in the latter half of the chapter * Yoshiki was currently laying down spread eagle on the bed inside the master bedroom of his brother's personal manor. It has been three days since the death of the Male Protagonist and two days since Keith Hunter was released as Yoshiki requested. His plan was almost complete and all the pieces were in place except for one, but that required little planning, considering it was easy to place it in a position. He was looking forward to resolving everything by tomorrow night, and by the time the night is over, all his missions should be complete. But currently, he was so bored, Kenchiki was in his study doing paperwork and he was kicked out because he was distracting (apparently moaning from the taste of a cake is pretty distracting). So here he was, lying on the bed with nothing to do. He had never been this bored, not to mention he couldn't even watch his favo
The warm light of early morning sun shone into the bedroom, and to the two warm bodies tightly entwined together. Pieces of torn clothes thrown around the luxurious bedroom could be seen as soon as the light passed in the room. Yoshiki woke up, his body sore, especially his knees. He couldn't help but let out a groan and twist his body away from Kenchiki and blushing as he pushed his face into the pillow on his bed. It was only now that he realized he was lured into jumping into a pit. The bastard in the bed with him used cake to lure him into doing him, damn alcohol and his agreeable personality while drunk. On the other hand, it's wonderful sex, and it managed to make him lose himself in the moment for hours, seeing as his lover was an insatiable beast that couldn't be satisfied easily. It was only as he was about to drift into sleep again that he remembered how fond of morning sex his lover was, his knees screamed in
Sera felt her blood freeze. She couldn't believe what she just heard. Keith Hunter, the boy that had been missing for over three weeks, just identified her as his kidnapper. He was the son of her biggest client, there was no way the Hunter family would be doing any business with her in the future, but worse than that she was utterly ruined, there was no way of ever getting rid of the stain on her from this party. In the future, but worse than that, she was utterly ruined. There was no way of ever getting rid of the stain on her from this party. She couldn't understand how everything she had built up was crumbling down around her one after another, as if someone invisible was pulling strings that would destroy her. Her eyes snapped wide in a sudden understanding, as she realized that someone sent the pictures of Alec's dead body, Keith Hunter disappeared and was now blaming her, she would be a fool if she didn't understand the fact that someone was targeting he