** A few months has past and none of your friends heard from you and you moved out your old house to move into your new mansion, your still working with PLBY**
"Daddy... do I have to do another photoshoot" "Yes.." "God.. it's like everyday everyone wants to see My body, I mean all there doing is just masterbating when they see me" "That's what it's like being so beautiful and rich" "Ugh how do I look" "You look.. beautiful.." "Thank you.. am ready now"
You hear a honk coming out side
"Alright let's go"
When you went outside the paparazzi was there to take you photo, you could barley see where the limo is from all the flashing lights, you blew a kiss to the camera while going in the car.
You drove off leaving the paparazzi flash a quick photo of you. When you got to the PLBY building there were fans waiting for you.
You waved at them as the driver closed the door. "Hello everyone" you giggled seeing them wanting your autograph.
"These fans are always crazy over you" "I know right, but I love it"
When you got in you took a couple of photos, one got on the cover of the magazine.
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You look at all of the photos you took. "Daddy look how amazing these look" You giggled while saying that.
* Richard layed on this prison bed while his hands were on his chest thinking about Lucia and much he want to kill her right now, he made a few friends while being in prison.
"Hey Rick, you got mail"
He got up and snatched it. He was confused when He got playboy magazines, he look at them until he saw your face..
"Lucia... that bitch.." He punched a hole threw the paper pretending it was your face. "I need to get out of here
"Free time.." Richard got up and walked out of his prison with a smug face. He saw the people he was friends with.
"You guys gotta get me out of here right now.." "Why?" "I have business I have to do" "Just kill the guard and put his clothes on an Just walk out of here" Richard got up. "Yea.."
He went to go lift weights while thinking about his escape plan.
"Everyone back to their cells" Richard went back to his cell and hid in a spot for the guard to come in and find him.
"Richard.. dinner" No answer... "Rick dinner... RICHARD... RICHARD RAMIREZ... dinner.." You heard the cell open.
He popped out of no where and started choking him, he felt him getting weaker and weaker trying to resist, He snapped his neck back, when he was about to pass out.
He swapped your clothes with his and walked out looking down, his hair was tucked in the hat. He found a car and drove off.
* The limo just brung you home, it was night time and your arms were around your boyfriend for secure.
You locked the door behind you and went up stairs while he was down stairs. You went in your bedroom and found the sexiest lingerie you could find.
"Daddy.." You said while going down stairs. You saw him eye you down with a sexy stare. You saw him unbutton his shirt while you crawled on the floor like a dog.
You came near him putting your Hands on his lap, "Daddy.." You said while whimpering.
"Let's go Take this somewhere else" You giggled while he picked you up.
He threw you on the bed while he took his pants and shirt off, he kissed your neck while you moan his name.
"Say it louder" You moaned his name louder, he stopped to kiss your stomach. You started Breathing and moaning.
You heard a knock at the door... "Who was that?" "Nobody.." You heard the knock again. "Trevor someone is here" "Imma go check then"
You saw him put a robe on and went down stairs. You sat on the bed while watching TV, you heard another male voice down stairs until you heard a gun shot.
You got up as you heard someone come up stairs, you ducked down to get a gun from under the bed.
You pointed it at the door. "Stay away from me asshole" You saw that the man was richard ramirez.
"Are u you surprised" "Get back I have guns." "Me too.." He pointed a gun at you, he started to Come near you.
"Fuck it.." You pulled the trigger...
But nothing happened.. You kept pulling it but nothing happened.
Richard look at you and chuckled. "It doesn't work... well my gun does." He pulled the trigger at the wall almost hitting you.
You squeald and ducked down, you started crying. "Shut up stop crying!" You lifted your head up a bit to see Richard's gun pointed at you.
He threw newspapers and playboy magazines on the floor next to you. "So.. your just doing nude photos" He kicked you stomach. "I'm so-rry" You said while whimpering. "SHUT THE FUCK UP, WAS I FUCKING FINISHED!?" He kicked your stomach again. "And then you go fuck other guys, who are you anymore you little slut!" He kicked your leg this time. "Every day I had to sit in that FUCKING cell while you had this PERFECT LUXURY LIFE, WELL ARE YOU GOING TO SAY SOMETHING!?"
"I-Im sorry, please.." "Sorry? That's all? SORRY! I thought you loved me.. but no I guess I was just some dumb person falling in love"
You felt like you wanted to throw up from all of the kicking... You rolled over to the other side while your hands were on your stomach.
Richard sat on your bed looking around the room. "You just abandoned me and left me for a rich guy and pearls and dresses"
You tried to get up by crawling on the floor. "Wearing lingerie.. look at you.. slut!"
You put your hands on a table to try to get you up. Richard stared at you while you tried to get up. He came up to you to try to pick you up, he saw a photo of you and your boyfriend on the dresser. He dropped you making you get up yourself.
He watched you fail and drop to the ground with a smug look on his face, he wanted to see you miserable. He felt bad to see you fall every time. He picked up and threw you on the bed.
"Lucia.. do you really love me..?" You looked at him, you saw tears coming from him. "Yes richard I do, I do, but I just don't think I can be with a serial killer.." Richard turned over to you. "But I really love, how much do you love me?" "Richard.. I love you more than the world... than my success life.. I would stop everything I'm doing and be with you" You placed your head on his shoulder. "Then why not do it..." "Do what..?" "Quit your job.."
"But what about the money?" "I can take care of that.." "But where are we going to stay?"
"I don't know and i don't care but were moving out of Los Angeles, somewhere Nobody knows us, what do you say?" "Well I guess it will be nice to get a little ranch for the 2 of us or a family house" "Yes, I wanna start a family with you..." "Me too.."
