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His tactics were ruthless, but the people he dealt with were enemies who had taken the initiative to provoke him viciously! He cared about his own family very much! She could feel it from his tone whenever he talked about his elder brother. This man must be lying. There had to be another story behind this. Ninian raised her head in fear, and her almond eyes quickly became teary. She seemed to be extremely shocked. “No… No… he wouldn’t…” “He would.” Rowan’s gaze was ruthless, and he said, “There’s something wrong with his emotions. He’s a psychopath! Whenever he falls sick, he can’t recognize anyone! He caused his biological mother to die!”

He said, but my eyes remained on the miserable Ash, as he kept on wandering his eyes around, before his shakily eyes finally stopped at me again. Bringing our eyes to an eye lock, his lips parted again. "She..she wants your wife blood, would do any... anything for it" Repeating his words, he becomes pale.. "Sir, you really need to leave" The doctor tells me again, but yet again, ash stops me with his words "I bet you must be craving to know who the psychopath is. Who wants to ruin your perfect life?, you must be repeatedly asking your head that" He whispered, laughing out, before locking our eyes again.

He doesn't look like he's going to talk and I'm not sure how to make him talk. “Listen buddy, sooner or later, you're gonna tell me what I need to know. I don't care if I have to squeeze the truth out of you.” I said but he smirked. Oh jeez! This one is a psychopath. “Be my guest.” “Just so you know, I won't give you an easy death. You'll wish you told me what I needed to know.” I told him, putting up my stern face. He only grinned at me and continued to struggle with the chains, grunting and groaning.

Day after day, she would clutch the broken incubator, murmuring the same words over and over. "Trev, won't you come back and see me? I know I failed to protect you. You can punish me however you want… just… don't ignore me..." The Davenports hired the most renowned doctors in the city, but none of them could cure her madness.

Displayed on the page was the blurry screenshot of that strange middle-aged man grinning from the night watch. Ada walks over to the table, switching on the electric lamp, and lifts the piece of paper high into the light. Ada stares at the photo of the chubby middle-aged wolf once again, but his memory files still hold absolute zero clues as to who that asset could be. Perhaps that strange civilian simply appeared near the perimeter fence and smiled at his transport last night because his brain really did carry a severe psychological disorder or a broken mind loop. Ada scrunches the paper sheet up into a tight ball using his fist, tossing the trash straight into the bin, then walks his boots

He said grinning and then added, "Sometimes. A psychopath can be a loyal husband and a lover, a good father and everything that you dream about. Just don't peek into their basement." "Guess you forgot to add that they are also pathological liars and lack empathy." I watched his jaw tighten and his dark chocolate brown eyes staring at me. I couldn't tell what he was thinking from his expressions but I sure as hell knew I'd said the right thing to tick him off. And why exactly was I finding pleasure by stepping on his foot? Just when I thought things had taken the wrong turn, his expressions mellowed. I decided to tease him further. "So which type of psychopath are you? Hannibal Lecter or Patr

" she asks weakly. The psychopath cocked his gun and pointed it directly on Anna's forehead. "I don't have time to waste nor answer any of your stupid questions. Now tell me, would you rather die first or you'll pick one person out of those damn people I've listed out?!" he snapped at petrified Anna and she gaped at him awestruck. *****~~°°***** *Hospital*

“Because he would kill an innocent even now for money. "Power corrupts, doesn't it?" – Asked The Riddler. “And greed makes you do crazy things. - We can play a little, make them angry, enough to cause a complication and go crazy to the point of killing and taking it out on an innocent. - Said Riddler. - Does murder by mistake count? – Asked the Riddler. - Let's see, the biggest madman who caused chaos to the point of going crazy, would be you. - Said Riddler.

She stared at the doctor blankly. “That maybe someone set her up?” Dr. David said, and Isla sighed, sinking into her recliner. “Listen and understand. I’m a psychiatrist! I read people, it’s something I learned along my journey. The Veronica you talk about before your father’s death doesn’t seem so bold to kill her father. There is an unpredictable character shift in just a day. It’s not possible unless the person is a psychopath!” He shook his head.

That stupid flutter thing did again my heart. I did start unwrapping of the burger. She did then break through all silence as I did do so. Are you going to commit the murder of me? Why are we here, then? Her question caught me off of guard and then I blinked. Eyes scanning the deserted street held mock suspicion. I laughed. “No, Sarah. I promise that I am not just a serial killer psychopath.” You can relax now.“ She mindfully bit at her lower lip. “I did not call you a psychopath but your choice in location it seems is interesting.”