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Message for u

Chapter 14

Message for u

POV Hyunjin 

The word echoed in my head and it created the mass of reasons to hate it and he just told the truth about me for real. That was the reality of getting the pleasure from the killing and enduring the moments of truth in real life, I got the highest need to get it again and over and over again, the blood appeared in the eye as I threw the glass on the wall as it crashed in the smallest pieces creating the wild sensations, now my eyes were in a remote mode, hungry and filled with hatred.

I may have allowed him to go overboard, exposing myself to much and he wasn't stupid one, I quite enjoyed the scene but the bloody reveal of the whole truth wasn't the problem for me as they had nothing to do with me. He can play with that smartness for some time and then I will sleek the pretty neckline of his, enjoying the every pleasuring thing that can be done to that pretty face he had.

"Park Lineya, Adress...."

-Just on time.

I bursted as I took my gloves getting into the car, I needed to reveal the stress I had and the speed limits were irritating me so much that I decided to ignore them today.

He lived in one of the tall buildings of the city on one of last floors as I looked at the tall building, I smelled, the adrenaline coming taking the jump on the first balcony and passing to the second one, and then the third one, I found the emergency ladder climbing up and up. I ended coming up the pre last floor of the tall building, I got the thrill of the wind on my hair, as it blew away from the face and the panorama got me as I was holding myself only with one arm and one leg being held on the risk of falling down but the eyes went darker with blood and I couldn't concentrate on the beauty as the hunger feeling inside was eating me.

I entered to balcony to help opening it easily, people's sealing mechanism is a shit chat.

I looked for the cameras to find the only one system at the entrance and I shut it down. I placed at the beauty table he owned enjoying the leather materials holding me tightly. I placed my legs on the table, playing with the glove I had.

I felt the need to smell the wooden perfume in the apartment, full of stolen expensive things.

I felt the doorknob moved and he got inside.

I allowed him to wash his hands and get on the call after him entering the room but not being able to lit the lights as I turned them off. He finally saw the shadow of me and jumped on the horror and anxiety feeling.

-Who are u ? What do u want?

-I want nothing, just a small talk.

I said smiling as he came closer, my calmness worked well on his as he came up to me trying to see the devil in the face and I revealed myself by opening the curtain, so that he can take a good look.

He saw the beauty and it made him calm down, I never knew how it worked as the pretty face could create an illusion of saint angel and that what I used here as well.

-Who sent u to me?

He said coming close to me.

-No-one, I just came to talk to u, after I will go.

It made him even more relaxed and he took a bottle of alcohol, pouring the glass for himself.

The fun had started for me.

I smiled with a deepest appreciation as I could and started our little therapy session, driving him insane, as I knew everything bad he did, he was such a bad guy stealing the last form people in need and getting greedier more and more.

The deep connections I was creating in his brain and the Nero stimulation to respond to every single detail of his life. It was easier to do with the drunk person even more, as I touched his chin coming closer to him, he looked into my eyes, the dark bloody smile was not scaring as it wasn't that much visible in front of a dim light and he saw only the pretty outlines of the face features I used well on him.

-U realise how bad person u are?

He nodded whimpering something to me as I took the napkin from the table offering one to him. He looked as a handsome, middle-aged man with the big potential which flew in a trash can.

That was my style of vendetta for him.

The darker fields I opened, the more traumatised he became, driving to the deepest thoughts a person may have, it was a similar to hypnosis though I never made him look into my eyes, he did it on his own, I wasn't controlling the actions he did.

-I can't stand it anymore...

He shouted going to the balcony and stepping over the safety plate and throwing himself down. The body flew well, if u want to know the feeling of the body flying down is if u will go to the 10th floor and throw a basketball from the heights, the similar feeling. The crashing through the air, pleasuring scene.

I left the apartment the same way I entered, scrolling down the drain pile and the gloves did the whole job firing my fingers up to the highest degree as I landed on my legs a light smoke went from them. I came up to the body keeping my fingers into the blood tasting it. Bitter and sour, classic one. I liked the other one more. The sweet with sour aftertaste, the one Mr Lee had.

I smiled to the thoughts as my eyes went back to the state as a normal human being.

-Weaky!

I called the person I got in just 30 minutes of talking. Such were the most vulnerable out of all. They were an easy prey.

I got into the car and turned to my favourite place to base the landscape of the city. The painkillers were in pocket as I took the bottle of water and threw the body on the car enjoying the views of the sky and city that was under me right now.

"How did he get I was sleeping outside?"

That was the most bugging question in my head, where did I show that? Was it clothes, or car?