ErzaLockhart_8373

Felon
/fè-lun/
Cruel; Wicked. 


I continued biting my lips whilst fidgeting with my finger nails, my mind still pondering over the question he asked minutes ago. 


"Ojalá éstos fueran mis dientes mordiéndote los labios." I heard him mumble under his breath. 
[I wish those were my fucking teeth biting your lips.]



I threw a morose look in his direction. "Speak an apprehensible language." I snarled getting annoyed. 



"You need to get inside my mind to understand that." He responded nonchalantly shrugging off his shoulders. 



"I don't enter dirty places." I snapped rolling my eyes. 



"But I would really enjoy entering your dirty places."

Cruel; Wicked. The Felon

Nodding, I made my way towards dads office. Shuffling through some files I soon found her file that had her name on the top. Taking it out from the bundle of files, I turned around, when suddenly few files and paper hit the floor with a small thud. Shaking my head to my clumsiness I started collecting them from the floor. Casually picking, my eyes registered a name on the newspaper. Creasing my brows I picked it up with my eager eyes.

The name Arlington Likhoskr was written boldly at the top of the newspaper. Curiosity itched my eyes to eagerly read the content that was written on the front page of the newspaper.

Arlington Likhoskr (age 18 ) died in a car accident. The sources say, she was drunk at the time of rescue. Doctors said, she was four months pregnant and was taking drugs.

With major injury on her skull and two broken arms she died the minute she reached the Hospital.

"Scarr! Xaviar is here. She wants to speak to you, come here sweet heart."

Chapter 136