Evil

A dreamy rosy atmosphere

, cool and quiet lights,

light music ,

a large room

and white bedding,

her hands stretched out over his face while her body trembled at every strong movement he made while she was under him.

Her lustful looks evoke his cold features, which make him look like a handsome psychopath with scars.

The sounds of her high breath, her light cries, the sound of his hand hitting her backside and then turning towards her bottom with the lips

of her hands extending downwards to grab his long hair tightly and pulling it hard trying to push him away

, his hands holding her hands on the sides and his head between her thighs.

She tries to scream and free herself with a strange and miserable satisfied smile at the same time

and her body, which is filled with traces.

-damn it!!

I cried in a low voice to agitate him more, and the time passed, and the time was now seven in the morning the next day.

She opened her eyes and turned to the left after lifting the cover on her chest

. She looked at his wide back, then at the curve of his waist and the line of his butt, and the smell of smoke and smoke. She put her hand on his back as he sat on the edge of the bed with one foot on top of the other.

- Why did you come back?

Didn't I tell you I wasn't the right guy for you?

She fell silent, then smiled, then lifted her body from the bed and approached him to embrace him, naked from behind, and kissed his neck, on which she had previously put her lipstick on.

And whispered against his ear.

- I am not the woman who wants to live an ordinary life, and I also found the right man for me.

Do you think I would give you up for a wedding, a white dress, a house, and children?

He turned to her coldly and puffed smoke in her face, then said coldly.

What if this man was mercilessly killed?

- I don't care -

What if he only cares about himself?

- I also don't care.

- What if he doesn't care about women and welcome blood, drugs and smoking?

She turned and then sat on his thigh, completely naked, and wrapped her hands around his neck.

I want to kill, steal, be violent, smoke, and care only for you and me.

But all these things I want to do with you only.

Don't even think about regretting it again.

and what?

Other kisses and a sex drive that Haruchio had never had so often before.

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- You are fine?

She opened her eyes and looked up.

Hudud was sitting in front of her, and she looked at him, then smiled and said

, "I hope you're okay. "

She quickly lifted herself into a bouncy pose, with her hands in front of her face.

-where am I... ?

- In my house, but don't worry, you're a minor, and I don't like underage girls. Or rather, I don't like women in general.

What do you mean by minor?

You're a minor, aren't you sixteen, or am I mistaken?

Yes, I am...

She looked around and looked back at Kisaki, who was sitting comfortably in his house clothes, but it was too luxurious.

She looked at the place again to realize that the room she inhabits is now five times larger than her room in her father's house.

Listen girl, you can't underestimate me, I know and I'm almost sure you don't know the truth about your parents but I want to know the information from you first.

Tell me everything so that I know that whatever you're going to say is true, will you?

- Yes....

- Because I think I was deceived.

-I know my father forbade Mielette and adopted her, and then Mileyte treated me well, she took great care of me.

- But my father used to ask her to his office from time to time, and my brother also asked her to his room.

- But I don't see her after that the whole day.

I always ask her what they ask of you and she refuses to say it, then keeps trying to change the subject.

After that, I send my father to study abroad.

- I promised after I found out that my mother was murdered.

My mother died in a horrible way, so I knew later that my mother was obsessed with torturing children and she had a private room that I had when I came home, inside her room in the closet exactly inside the dressing room was a small door, I opened it and there were torture tools and other sexual things that she used for children.

- Then from you I heard that Milette was a whore to my father and my brother, and for that reason I can believe your words.

She fell silent and then looked back at Kisaki, who was quietly looking at her as she squeezed her fingers in tension and said,

There's a little boy in our house, he's a newborn, my dad told me he's Milette's little brother, but I think it's not her brother, but her son and nephew...

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- What are you doing here?

Mikey turned to a boy who was standing in front of Shelley's grave after Mikey showed up with a bouquet of white flowers in hand.

The boy bowed in front of Mikey and apologized and then said.

I apologise, sir. I am an old friend of Miss Shelley.

I found out that she passed away a few months ago.

- So I came here. But...

He raised his head in fear and tension at Mikey's cold and sharp features and said in a frightened voice.

- Q.. Sir, are you her lover?

Mikey approached him and stood in front of his eyes and gave him a cold look and then said confidently while staring into the boy's eyes.

- I am her husband.

The boy walked away leaving everything behind and hurriedly left after seeing several men standing at the door of the cemetery.

As for Mikey, he sat on the floor and laid flowers and began his usual conversation with her every day.

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Phone call

Baji took out his phone while driving and answered

- Kisaki, what do you want?

There is something I think you will be interested in.

- What, can you talk on the phone?

No matter what, especially since we haven't killed Gerald yet.

- What happened to Gerald?

- It's not him, it's Maillet.

- Maillet has a baby with Gerald.