Justin quickly exited the car, waving at the chauffeur to tell him to go back.
The brisk night air hit his face, pushing his sandy blond hair back.
Dusting off his suit, he walked in the building.
Everything seemed ordinary.
The middle aged maid swept the floors in her usual fashion.
The old couple who lived beside him, sat at a small table, quietly sipping coffee
And the manager's ten year old son ran around the hallways, singing.
Justin breathed out a sigh of relief, nothing had changed.
He probably just forgot to turn off the lights when he left this morning.
After all, he was in a rush
The young receptionist's eyes followed him as he walked.
He didn't blame her, he was gorgeous and he knew that.
Everywhere he went, he would receive offers from multiple modelling agencies and girls would be all over him.
But being the good person he was, he decided to use his looks for the good of society.
His job was to lure criminals into falling in love with him, then betray and kill them.
It was simple and amusing to him.
It was just a game.
Love didn't really exist
He winked at the receptionist, nearly making her faint.
Laughing, he headed to his room.
When he entered, the lights were off.
But that didn't seem weird to him, the maid was very Eco-friendly and she often closed the lights after cleaning the rooms.
He was about to lie down and relax when he remembered
The maid didn't clean the rooms on Sundays.
Today was Sunday.
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The Boy Who Murdered Love
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