Novel & Cerita Luis American Psycho

He was loyal to whoever was operating behind the scenes, the real psycho. "Hey," she said to the sleeping form beside her. "I need to pee. Untie me." "Stop making so much noise," he said, opening his eyes. He sat up and looked around the room. "It's already morning." Liana informed him. "So? Can't I rest because it's morning?" "Will you please untie me?" She persisted. "I really need to ease myself." He stood up and went to the closet where he removed a gun. "I'm not taking any chances. I don't want to get killed because I let you escape."

Kai saw it. Kai missed a lot of things in life. But not that. His lips curved, slow and knowing. So he really is that much of a psycho.

Before they could continue with their little reunion, some of Lorenzo's men who locked like they had been beaten up for a long time were dragged to their mist. Adriana quickly recognized three to be the men who had harassed them while they were in the room. Right in front of them they were brutally shot to death. Some of the girls held each other in fear thinking they had the same fate. The only person with a deranged smile tucked perfectly well on her lips was Adriana. She secretly wished their dick was shoved off before they were killed. The dominant presence of another of the men, snapped her out of her weird imagination. A pill was passed across to each of them and they were instructed t

WARNING: This chapter contains explicit contents MORENO’S POV “Your blonde angel looks beautiful. I must say that you have a great taste in women. I underestimated you. Would you like me to bring you a wedding gift”? Luis spoke over the phone. That bastard. “Stay away from her you fuckin’ moron, if you have a problem with me, let’s settle it face on don’t act like a fuckin’ weakling, what do you want?.” I said angrily.

"Our destiny was chosen by stars, My heart accepted you and raised its bars. I waited so long for you, My Princess, But that Psycho again came back and blocked the ingress He snatched you away from me, leaving me to bleed and scream I panicked and opened my eyes, realizing that was nothing just a bad dream But I can't take any chances, now I can't ignore Enough of this cat and mouse chase, now it's time to declare a war I have lost my patience now; I don't care even if the world witnesses my insanity

[Sammy] “So let me get this straight,” Luis takes a large drink of his frothy IPA, the sides of the glass dripping with condensation as he sets it down on the table next to our basket of corn chips. “This goddess of a blonde comes up to YOU, you, Little Sammy Salazar, buys you a drink, drags you into a bathroom, and does wicked things to you in said bathroom for three hours and you didn’t even get her name?” he shakes his head in disbelief. “You’re cute and all but I call bullshit. Pure m****a. That’s like porn movie crap.”

I say, feeling more panic. The man pats my shoulder. “As I said, friends. I know this all seems messed up right now, but I promise it will make sense soon. Come, let’s get you in the car.” The Adam guy helps me while the Fletcher one gets in the front seat. The man sits next to me. As we drive the man looks through my records, swearing as he does so. “So yes to electro then?” The Fletcher guy asks “Antipsychotics, sedatives, and other laundry lists of drugs,” he replies. “She has so much of it in her system that if she was human she would be drooling in a corner right now.”

Sure, it came with some force, but he was being dramatic. “Bro, you need to stop at some point,” Luis said as he brought his vape to his lips, inhaling the smoke deeply before sighing as he blew it out. “This psychological torture you’ve got going on isn’t cool at all.” He shook his head as he crossed his leg over the other. I looked at him from the corner of my eye and shook my head as I looked forward again, pushing the trigger again. The bag rippled through the air, releasing a satisfying sound as it landed on Josh, my new buddy.

But not only that, he stole his laptop containing very important files, all for some sick game… He sat there frozen, the phone still in his hand, the video still looping silently in his mind. Then at the end of the video, a bracelet of his he gifted to Max. The sick psycho had the balls and audacity to bring a child into this. Luis set the phone down gently on the desk, the thought of that kindling a burning rage within him. He leaned forward, his elbows on his knees and his hands clasped together so tightly his knuckles turned white. “Okay…” he breathed out, forcing himself to think. “Don’t panic.” The message wasn’t a threat. Atleast, not yet.