The sinister syndicate

Chapter 3

it's around 4am and Marco's still passed out from the poison from the knife. Now he's in my bed, laying on his back. I had actually slept on the couch for a few hours. I had wrapped up his wounds on his hand and stomach. I get up from the couch and go into my room. I walk up to Marco, still passed out, and can't help but admire his features. clear skin, perfect eyebrows, lips to die for, and a sharp jawline. And let's not forget his dark brown hair. The man is beautiful, no doubt about it.

I then got up and went to make myself a coffee since this is the time i wake up anyways. I get up and walk to my kitchen, when I make it to my kitchen I put the cup under the coffee machine and I wait for it to be done. Soon as it's done I go into the fridge and get the creamer and pour a little in there. I grab a spoon from the drawer and mix it up. Put the spoon in the sink. And that's how you make easy coffee bitches. I take a long sip of my coffee.

As I sip my coffee i can't help but think what does this man do? Or maybe he's just a man that just got into fight? But the way his appearance looks says something else. as my thoughts wonder I hear movement coming from my bedroom. I take my coffee and walk to my room. As i enter, I sees the man has woken up, he's standing up looking confused as ever. "Where the fuck am I?" He blurts out

"Oh, your at my house, I seen you in the back of the club and I kinda sort of helped you" I said with a small smile walking further into my room. "My names Serena by the way"

"Okay, where's my shirt?" He asked. Well shit no thank you? What's your name you piece of shit. "Uhm it was covered in blood so I popped it in the washer for you, I'll go get it" I put my coffee down on my dresser and left the room, I went down the hall and turnt right into the laundry room. I grabbed his shirt from the dryer and headed back into my room. "Here you go" I handed him his shirt, our hands touching slightly.

he's so fine. Anyone ever told him that? "Soo, what's your name?" I asked trying to have a conversation..

He looked surprised in a way as if I was supposed to know his name. "Names Marco" he said running a hand through his hair. No fucking way, there's no way. "Marco, as in..." he nodded his head. Holy hell,

Marco Malkovich is in my house. That's so hot.
i kept my composure and stared at him. He looks like he has a question. "What's your question?" I said to him. "Did you see anything that happened?" He asked me. "No, I just opened the door to the back and saw you to my right on the floor." I said to him. He nodded but I continued

"but uhm, the knife you were stabbed with, it was covered in shadow bane, it's a poison. figured you should know that." I said to him shaking my head. okay I might've took a bit of his blood to test out what he was stabbed with. Of course I have a lab in my basement.

He had to be used with something. I've heard of shadow bane before, someone is combining chemicals together to make a deadly poison, and from what I can tell. It is fucking deadly. If I haven't came out when I did, Marco would've been in serious pain. "Do you remember anything from last night?"

He shakes his head "nah I don't remember."
Aw man, no fun. I can sense that he's being dishonest based on his body language. "well, thank you for helping me. I should really get going now" he says while putting on his shirt, groaning in pain from his wound on his stomach. "Okay I'll walk you out." I walk out of the room and walk through the living room to the front door. I stop a few inches away from the door and turn around and see Marco on his phone. I wonder if he remembers me from the strip club. Marco walks to the front door, and before he opens it I grab onto his arm.

"Hold on, Marco you sure you're okay?" I asked. His blue eyes looked at my sandy brown ones. "Yes, I'm sure Serena" he said, keeping eye contact. Jesus what the fuck am I doing? I nodded my head and let go of his arm. "Bye" and with that he left my house. why do I feel like I'll see him again? Oh my god.