BLOODHOUNDS #1: THE ABDICATED PRINCE

Chapter 7 - MONSTER

Luna Morris

"I don't think this is a great idea, especially after you told me about Clyde." Daisy kept pulling me away from the club, and she was scared of him.

While we were getting ready together, I told her everything about what Clyde did. Daisy said to me about rumors that were going around and warned me that Clyde's nickname is Grim Reaper.

I don't believe what she said because it's ridiculous. He's working with the government, not to mention that he owns a tech and security company. Him hurting people is not making any sense to me, but Daisy was scared to the core.

She convinced me to turn around and head to the bar, but I dragged her to the club anyway. I want Clyde to know that he can't control me.

Tonight, I'm going to get drunk and get laid.

"Luna, please..." Daisy begged, but I kept dragging her inside.

Earlier, when I went through all my dresses, I found the shortest black dress in my closet. It's perfect for clubbing and seducing people. I had my long blonde hair curled and did my make-up perfectly. Not forgetting the gold necklace on my neck and ribbon heels for the finishing touch.

"Daisy, we're going to have fun tonight. There's no going back, and I assure you Clyde won't be able to do anything. I will make it clear to him that I'm not interested in him." I said before getting inside.

The music blasted loudly, making me dance right away, but first... I need alcohol. We ordered six shots in total, and Daisy took the first shot. She squealed after feeling the burning sensation in her throat. I took one, and we immediately became the happiest girl there. We started doing more shots, and I went to the dance floor.

I was feeling myself when a man behind me put his hand on my hips. He then held my hands and started to twirl me around. He was drunk, and I was having so much fun that I started to grind my ass on him. He closed the gap between us, and I could feel his hard bulge poking into my ass. His hands slowly reached down to my thigh.

I turned my body around to prevent him from going further. I went on to the man beside him. We danced following the rhythm of the music, we were all over each other, and I almost kissed him.

Almost.

Daisy ruined it. She dragged me to get more shots which made me so pissed. After taking five more shots, I went back to the dance floor to find the man that I danced with earlier. Where is he? Instead of dancing with a new man, I danced alone and started feeling myself.

I returned to the bar to Daisy, who was already so drunk. She pointed at my bag, and I raised my eyebrows. "What?"

"Your phone kept vibrating!" She yelled at me, clearly so drunk. I took my phone out, and it was Clyde. He sent me some photos, and I opened it.

My eyes almost popped out of their socket when I saw two pictures of the men I had danced with earlier. They were badly beaten, and one looked like they would die.

You'll find their death certificate in front of your door tomorrow, Butterly. This is why you don't test me.

I walked out of the club and dialed his number. My heart beat so fast, and I wasn't even drunk anymore. I can't believe he sent me those photos.

I'm going to puke.

"Yes, Butterly." I can't believe that this man exists in this world. He's a definition of a psychopath.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" I screamed like a damsel in distress.

"I should be the one asking you that. You're testing me to see if I'm a man with my words or not. Well, I am." He said like all he did was pull their hair.

"Don't kill them! If you kill them, I will never forgive you!" I said, begging him not to kill them. "You would never forgive me anyway, so I might as well go for it."

"Clyde!" I screamed, and people around me started to look at me like I was crazy.

"Yes, Butterfly?"

"I'll do whatever you want! Please don't kill them!" I'm going insane for this.

"What did you say?" I knew that he was smirking or grinning on the other side.

"You heard me, Clyde."

"Let me pull the tri-"

"I WILL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT! Please..." I screamed again, and he ended the call. I tried to call him repeatedly, but it went straight to voicemail.

"Ms.Morris." I turned to the side and saw Blanc. "Where is he?" I asked without greeting him.

"In the car waiting for you."

"My friend is inside," I said, gesturing for him to wait. Suddenly Daisy appeared with two bodyguards escorting her.

"Mr.Nielsen is waiting for you. Please get into the car." Blanc opened the door, and I got in. Clyde was already waiting for me, and the first thing that came into my mind was to smack the back of his head.

Before I could swing my hand, he stopped me. He slowly turned his face to me, looking at me angrily. His hazel eyes were angry, and his grip on my wrist tightened.

He's mad.

He's slowly turned into a monster, a monster who is ready to eat me alive.

"What did you do to the two men?" I asked in a pissed but a little careful tone.

"Killed them." He said without any remorse. "You're joking, right?" That came out as a whisper.

"I told you I'll send their death certificate tomorrow morning." He said as he looked out the window.

"I told you that I'll do whatever you want as long as you don't kill them," I said, looking at him in disbelief. "Since you killed them, I don't have to do anything for you. Pullover!"

"Blanc, pullover!" He ignored me.

"Consider this as a warning, Luna. Repeat this, and I'll bathe you in their blood. I'm not the old Clyde anymore." He pulled me closer and leaned down close to my face.

"You're a monster, Clyde," I said straight to his face.

"I'll take that as a compliment." He smirked before he grabbed me by the neck and crashed his lips to mine.