Serial_seresposa

"It was wild to think that maybe I could be normal, wild to think that maybe I had left this dangerous lifestyle," I murmured, taking a shot as I turned around only to find the gun pointed to my head.

"You should know by now, love. No one ever escapes..." he said. I once believed that I was his and he was mine but now look at him, a fool with no conscience. 

Or maybe I had lost mine...

"You better aim right and not miss because if you don't... I will kill you myself." I whispered, taking a seat and watching him with a teasing smile.

I knew for a fact that I would never miss.

A young woman on the rise, living a life that most can only dream of. Having no one but her colleagues from childhood. Dreams can only fathom reality until a taste of desire and love changes the rise. 

Having been betrayed, broken, rejected, and lost. Unico finds her purity stained with blood but no regret. In cuffs but no denial. Being sentenced, to tell the truth, therapy may be the only redemption. 

Unico Thora hopes to find a balance between the past and the present as she figures out the lead to her downfall.

Her Minds Instinct

She heard them as clearly as she saw the stars in the sky. It didn't bother her, didn't make her heart race quicker. Didn't change her mind or cause her to want to run away. Knowing that she had a few minutes before they would enter his gateway, she walked back inside the house.

She took in the sight of the empty house, remembering how she had called the house, and told them to grab whatever they could and disappear or else they would be killed. Those that didn't listen were piled into one room, bullets in their heads, and those that had witnessed it had grabbed what they could as payment and ran.

She had watched them all with a satisfied smile, happy that at least a few lives could be spared. Happy that she had remembered her training and that everything she had been forced to learn when she was younger. The feeling of the gun and the power of the adrenaline of knowing that there was something important to do. Something that had to be done.

Chapter Two: Hundred & Seventeen: Past: Calling Guilty