Semua Bab Kiss The Devil Slow: Bab 1 - Bab 4

CHAPTER 1 INTO THE LION'S DENJASMINE VALEThere are two kinds of mornings in my life: the quiet ones, where everything hums with sugar and peace, and the chaotic ones—where my apron’s on backward, I forget the oven timer, and I seriously contemplate crying into the batter. Today, thank the butter gods, is the former.It's just past Six in the evening. Customers were still coming in, taking orders, or getting a late-night coffee for the cold weather. Italy in the winter season is the best thing one could ever ask for. I yawned, hitting the oven and grabbing three eggs from the open craters I just got yesterday."Another dead body found on Dustin Bridge." Lola read from the News Kean newspaper that was dropped by Mr. Bennett, my favorite customer who likes to tell me stories about his days as a young Soldier."I wonder how a human would take another life without batting an eyelash. It's disturbing." "Of course, it is. Coming from

CHAPTER 3 OBSESSION ~DORMANI NOSTRAThere’s a kind of silence that comes before a scream.I like that silence.It’s sacred, calming.Like a prayer offered in blood and fear.The boy tied to the chair across from me is shaking, not because of the cold. It’s not cold in here. It’s never cold in my rooms. Especially not in this one—the cellar beneath The Den, where light and God dare not enter.He’s already missing two fingernails, four toenails, and a few broken ribs. I took them slowly, precisely. One for each lie he told me. He cried when the first one came off. Screamed with the second.Now he’s sobbing.I kneel before him, tilting his chin up so he meets my eyes. He tries to look away, but I slap him. Not hard. Just enough to keep him awake for more to come.“You stole from me,” I say. Calm. Even. “You thought I wouldn’t notice.”“I—I didn’t, I swear—” he chokes out, breath reeking of desperation and cheap beer.He was o