CHAPTER 9 [ And so the rabbit tried to run, but her chains keep her screams in secrecy.]
“Damn, this is horrible, man.” A man barely on his 5ft tall in height scrunched his nose. He is wearing a khaki pants, and a flannel over his white undershirt. The cloth hug his masculine physique as he’s been on his field of work, when he received a phone call from the station in Belize.
A witness had died.
“Geez, she’s our only lead.” The other male on his company had a disappointing look on his eyes. With Ella Rodriguez being dead, this means a whole new picasso to start over again. She was there. The night, wherein the corpse on the cathedral identified as Indigo Marquez died on the hands of whom they now called as the reaper. The chaeron of hell. An angel of death. He hunted sheep’s during the night, to pry on how they deems harmless, unaware, and oblivious of how he brought the
CHAPTER 10: [And the sparrow sparked a cry; in shambles and chaos that it has never been spared –to peril or to die. ] [PLAYING: Coming to you by Grass] The lights flickered on and off. The pungent smell of blood, flesh and piss took over a dominion that could drove one nauseous. An utter silence envelope the place, walls intricate by cracks and holes. A ruin in display, while boulders were gathered on each corner. There’s a low tip-tap on the roof. A rendered cracked pummelled through that caught droplets of rain, which continue dripping on the floor creating some puddles. The entire room seems bizarre, unlikely and devoid of any soul as it appeared to be abandon for a very long time ago. But what strange was a silhouette were actually there pushing what it seems to be a stretcher. A white cloth covered its surface, but the bump and tremors presumably belongs
CHAPTER 11 [ Her feathers impeccable that it wither; innocence that were long forgotten dither... ]To dread most what could had happened put one anxious. A pit, where thoughts would be in shambles, crumbling to the extent that the brink of what if’s bottled up leading to nowhere. That’s what Rio felt that night. Her palms clammy, her head would continuously whipped across the phone lying across the table right outside her dresser. She fear that Malcolm would know about what happened, the robbery and the death of one of the thieves. Just the mere thought churned her insides. It wasn’t guilt, but something more closer to that word. Rio fear that she would be a primary suspect presumably as she assumed, because of the sudden visit of those two men on her address. But that’s least of her concern as of the moment.“You ready?” Laura had just ended her shift. Unlike her, she’s one of the fir
CHAPTER 12 [The rabbit had the chance to escape and hop away, but she stay beyond and so at lost without anything that could save it from]WARNING: [This chapter may contain scenes, which aren’t suitable for an audience below 18. If it isn’t your forte, you can stop reading or skip this part. Thank you :) ]Her heart dance in tango. Eve were totally bound at lost, the closeness and the masculine smell put over dominion above her being. Mr. Del Fierro’s hands hold her—his grip isn’t tight, but guarded. The loud beating of her chest lead for her to succumbed towards the sensation she’s familiar with. Withstanding ahold, the sultry music continue playing on the background. By instinct, Eve moved her hips in spite of how her skin slowly made contact at the roughness of his suit. The air were becoming much thicker. The cloth covering her although exposing what she hid
MIDNIGHT DEL FIERROCHAPTER 13 [Now the bunny is totally caged, imprisoned on the verge...]A warm sensation seeping through is what woke up Eve—no, her name is Rio as her shift ended, although she failed to remember what happened except of the steam shared the night before, Rio couldn’t recall anything. But how could she forget all the feelings he’d made her feel? His, provocative, tempting and wild. It’s overwhelming, anew that Rio isn’t oblivious that it could be the last time she could run into Mr. Del Fierro again. They may have spend things much closer leading intimate scenarios that one could vividly imagine heading unbearably seduction that both parched up with those touches that drove each other madly and insane. Perhaps, she is crazy for giving in so weak at his charms. To get challenge, but seeing through her—Rio haven’t had any lament. To be remorseful over so
SUSPICIONSCHAPTER 14 [and Chaeron continue reaping and sowing non-stop; from where he took even innocent, who prow, and were oblivious at the storm he brought...]What was left on Ella’s body is beyond recognition. Her remnants—gutted limbs and hands deems more likely who had made how grotesque she had appeared mauled by an evil out of this world. She was found on an abandon building that were once run as a hospital – saving people from death, yet became a den, where it nestled. Bloodied cloth, and extreme anguish they could saw, even the two detectives who are handling the case couldn’t stomach what they witness upon their arrival.Ella is dead. She died, writhe on a painful death. It was horrible.“What do you think?” Ruscov gestured. He throw one last glance at the body on the black bag, before it was zip closed. The men, who
HIS OFFERCHAPTER 15 [And what she feared the most, became her nightmare...]TIP. TAP. The sun were already setting up on the sky, when Rio woke up. Disoriented, she lay sprawled on her mattress. It’s crumpled, a reminder of the carnal pleasure that even occurred outside El Casa. It’s insane—totally insane to have herself bound onto something she wasn’t supposed to. How can she explain what lies between them? He did not pay her, which would earned rage and pits of curses if he does, because Rio knew that she’s willing to gave in.To cave in on an utter pleasure, which subsequently means nothing. But no matter how much she deny it, even on herself, Rio knew that nothing would turns up the next day as something else. It would be much worst—painful scenarios that she grunted, a messy thought, which burdened her how can she shared them with Malcolm. Speaking of the male, he haven’t left any
THE DEVILCHAPTER 16 [Those who seek help were misheard; routed to suffer, oblivious of justice... ]WARNING: MATURE CONTENT FOR 18+ [ If you are below 18, please leave, because it may not be suitable for your age. Thank you ]“A—adam, stop.” Laura sheepishly snaked her arms around the man’s neck, but her actions told him otherwise. ‘stead of, she bring him close, much closer and engage herself towards the warmth he was ready to made her experience. Her hair pooling on his fingers as he pressed his body to hers.Adam is much taller than her. He had a bulkier built than most men she meet, strong arms and muscles that bulge underneath his shirt, and caress her thighs, which gave her pleasurable shudders. It slipped past across the tiny cloth she wear. Laura squeeze her legs tightly, her breathing ragged, while the male continue to ravenously assault h
PUNISHMENTCHAPTER 17 [ When they thought they are safe, that’s when the devil paid a visit like a thief...]WARNING: [ This include scenes, which is inappropriate for a younger audience. If you are below 18, you can stop reading and leave. Thank you ]Humans has been said to deal with two nature at least. One is to be good, and the other one is to be bad, evils camouflage as sheep taken leverage and pulled oblivious towards where end meets death. There is no rescue. Life sow, and reap, no mercy heed, and all pledge overthrown and misheard. Bleak darkness meekly lay still, but the danger lurks, and strike unknown prior to who could detest that danger. It was like a thief, it stole, when the owner bound on sleep, and to woke up with an utter misfortune laid right in front of him. It’s horrible, and that’s what waiting for the unconscious Laura—tied, and helpless.“A—argghh