LEILANI. 

I&#x27;m an orphan who was picked up by the roadside and left on the gate of a convent when I was a baby.

I was raised by Reverend sisters and I spent all twenty three years of my life in the convent.

I went to school there and did everything in the big convent, I&#x27;ve never been on my own until six months ago.

When I told the sisters that I want to go out on my own, Sister Bernadette was scared because I&#x27;ve never been on my own before.

Six months later, I&#x27;m doing fine. In a small quiet town, everything is great. The people are good.

All was going really well.....until the day he showed up. 

The scariest man I&#x27;ve ever seen. And the way he looks at me? It&#x27;s a look I don&#x27;t understand but it never fails to send shivers down my spine.

Who is he?

What does he want from me?

ZERO

HE IS DARKNESS.... 

I am the bad guy of this story. Every story has a villain, and I am that villain.

You can call me, Number Zero. Or Zero, for short. Frankly, I don&#x27;t care.

I am a born killer and I&#x27;m called The Killer Machine in the dark world, the part of the world do-gooders don&#x27;t see.

Think of every name you would call a professional killer, and give me that name, because you wouldn&#x27;t be wrong.

I would like to tell you that I try to do good, to do the right thing but that would be a lie. I don&#x27;t see any need why I have to lie here.

I am a very bad man, don&#x27;t go searching for good because it&#x27;s not there. 

I have so much darkness in me that if you stay in my mind for a long time, you go dark too.

Don&#x27;t mistake this for a confession because it is not. I&#x27;m not seeking for forgiveness and if you give it, I won&#x27;t accept it. I&#x27;m not seeking for redemption here. My sins are my own.

The first day I saw her, I just knew something.

My new fascination. My first fascination in all my thirty three years of life.

I must have her.
I must make her mine.

Sex With Mr Dangerous

Zero kept staring at me like I asked him to do something so awful. From the look on his face, it's obvious that praying is a foreign term to him.

Maybe I should stop thinking about our meeting as a very bad thing for me. Maybe I should look at it from another direction.

Could this be that he found me for a reason? Am I supposed to help his spiritual life?

But why him? He is so.....overwhelming. A handful. No, even the thought of it is ridiculous. A woman like me shouldn't be in company with a man like him, but it's obvious that he has made some kind of claims at me.

"What did you say we were supposed to do again before we dig in?" He grunted, bewildered.

"Pray. People pray before eating." I said softly.

"We ain't fucking normal people." He muttered, glaring at the food in front of him. He liked his lips as if he's barely stopping himself from diving in.

CHAPTER 12