Luis American Psycho Novels & Stories

Alora is driving me crazy. "You know what, let's just drink the night away and grab some Omegas on our way back. You were too uptight during the ritual and you fucking need a true release." Luis motioned his fingers in a way that resembled a quote. To be honest, I'm not really in the mood for sex. Maybe it's the drugs or my overthinking but surely my libido has plummeted as deep as the ocean in front of me. “I'd pass." I crushed the thin metal can of the beer and threw it in the trash bin without much effort. But Luis, the ever persistent Alpha has other plans. He handed me another can and pouted when I didn't get to take it immediately.

"Luis doesn't look like one." "No one does. What if he...killed Scarlett and kept her pictures in that room?" My pulse quickens. "What if he's a psycho?" Oh my God!

My Bully is Psycho Chapter five Isabella "I missed hurting you Isabel " his taunting voice dripped with menace. What a psychotic thing to say... I looked into his gaze for any trace of remorse, if I could perhaps see a glimpse of my childhood best friend, the one person I missed so much. It wasn't there. This was a totally different person, and all I could manage to find in those gray eyes were hate and disgust. "Let me go! " I hissed out in pain, if anything his grip tightened around my shoulders even more, his nails digging painfully.

when he finally answers "Sure" In one condition, you'll have to ride me till I cum then I'll let my driver bring you back." Mario’s voice didn't sound like he was kidding. My jaw dropped in shock. Oh wow, this guy is a true maniac! what the hell did I get myself into. I'm going to have to give in if I want to get away from this beautiful psycho. Okay, I called him beautiful!!! something is definitely wrong with me but he is very attractive theres no denying.

Psycho..He's a psycho. A real psycho indeed. I clenched my fist. "You, should be dead." I whispered. "Everyone tells me that." He looked at me, grinning from ear to ear. I pointed the gun in front of me aiming right at his heart. "Now i don't think you should be pointing the gun at me right now." "Why shouldn't I? You're a psychopath. You are a danger to everyone in Mexico. Who knows who your next target is, how many people's lives you'll endanger next and how many victims will die because of your sick brain. " I scowled.

One that probably got him into a lot of beds. Great. Just what I needed tonight. A gigolo. “What do you want?” “I'm Leo. You look like you've had a rough day. I'm a good listener if you would like to share” I scoffed. “I don't need company. Especially not from you. Get lost” His grin spread wider and he said. “Alright” However, he did not move. My fingers traced the rim of my empty glass. The tequila wasn't doing its job to numb the pain.

That's why he can hurt me now because he don't have to hide his real identity. "You're a psycho." I said coldly. He gently touches my face, I looked at the other side. I don't want his touch. I feel disgusted. "Don't touch me. You don't have the right to touch me!" I shouted. He grab my hair this time. I thought ill lose my head the moment he grabs it! Why do he need to hurt me physically? Yeah right. Psycho's don't have conscience. They don't give a damn about someone, just their own pleasure.

I can take a few down on my own, but knowing that bastard, he had all his men here. The door swung open, revealing the disgusted men I had left years ago. He smirked evilly as he looked me up and down. I wanted to get free and kill this fucker. He had caused me so much pain when I first started working in the mafia. I thought he was my soulmate, but things soon started changing when we were together for about three months. “Good morning, love,” Luis smiled. He was the Mexican drug lord, and although his gang was small, he knew how to get people to work for him, even if it meant killing their families. He was a sick son of a bitch.

I asked him, and he began to laugh. "You are way out of your league Little Luna. Luis is a ghost. You don't find him; he finds you." He said to me, and I hated where this conversation was heading. It was beginning to feel like a dead end. "Luis has been trying to get even with Alpha Aesop for a long time now. He is determined. Don't think you are safe because you have captured me. I was just a broke guy looking for a break, but he has scores to settle, and he is determined." The guy said and coughed.

His knuckles were already red from hitting the punching bag earlier, but his rage hadn't settled. Luis stepped into the room, his boots echoing on the concrete. He didn’t say anything at first—just watched Ozzy with cold, unreadable eyes. Ozzy finally stopped pacing and faced him, jaw tight. Luis walked in slow, deliberate steps until they were face to face. “You’re gonna quit whatever you think you’re doing,” he said, voice low and deadly calm. “Forget there’s even a girl named Raven in this world.” Ozzy didn’t answer.