Lorena and Clara's end

"I love you too, Justin." She cried.

....

6:20am

Bobbitt's apartment

Walking down the stairs, "Mom, did you see my bracelet?"

"Have you checked the drawer? I last saw it on the drawer." She replied and adjusted her glasses.

Slapping her head, "Ops, my bad, I am always forgetful." Turning around, "I'll go and–"

"Stop right there, young lady." A cold voice said.

"Who the hell are you? And what right do you have to barge into my–ah!" Clara winced and died instantly when the man shot her head, cold-blooded.

"Mom!" Lorena dashed towards Clara's dead body. Shaking her and waking her up. "Mom! Mom! Mom!" Looking at the man, "why did you shoot my mom? Who are you?"

Pointing the pistol at her, "get your clothes off now!"

Scrunching her brows, "what?"

"Oh, you want me to pull the trigger before you'll obey? I said take off your clothes now!" The man yelled.

"Okay, okay, okay, please don't shoot, I'll take them off now." Lorena replied hesitantly and started pulling off her clothes. From top, trouser and undies.  Widening her eyes, when she saw the man pulling off his clothes, "what are you doing?"

"Shut up and don't ask me questions!" He retorted angrily.

...

7 hours later, he pulled away from her naked body when he realized she was half dead and unconscious.

The man raped Lorena mercilessly, until she became unconscious and almost passed out.

Wearing his boxer, he licked his lips while looking at Lorena, whom was sweating and breathing heavily on the floor.

Lorena parted her lips, wanting to say something but she couldn't alter a single sound. She became totally voiceless and weak with a dry throat.

Picking the pistol from the floor, "damn you were sweet but not that much. Maybe in your next life, you'll look sweeter." The man said and let out a mockery chuckle before pulling the trigger at her forehead.

Killing Lorena and Clara Bobbitt  cold-blooded, he dashed out of the mansion at once.

....

1:03pm

Ziegler Garment & Clothing

Boutique floor

"Are you crazy? Can't you see how galant she is?"

"You know what Sasha, I wish I were Bianca." Charlotte chuckled while selecting some dress.

Bursting into laughter, "come on, why are you two envying me, over nothing?" Bianca said.

Placing her hands on her waist, "envy? Girl if there was a word greater than envy, I think I would have used it instead. I mean look at this beautiful body figure, it's alluring, sweetheart." Charlotte stated.