4| Time has come

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I tried to sleep from different angles but why couldn't he let me sleep?

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I tried to sleep from different angles but why couldn't he let me sleep?

So I did the only thing I could do, I opened my diary.

This was an old habit of mine. Whenever I am disturbed or feel confused about myself I write it down in my diary.

It's like I talk to myself and search for the solution within me to clarify my doubts. All my feelings and all my thoughts I write it down in ink.

I should not overthink this with one meeting and the meeting was not even normal.

I should not let my guard down that easily.

'But it's the first time a man has spoken to you this lovingly' Uh! my subconscious.

I need to divert from this. I can't make my hopes high and I know it better than anyone.

If I want something to happen I need to work hard for it and luck was never in my life since I was born I guess.

I need to focus on my career now instead of these useless feelings. Yes, this is the only right thing I need now.

I can't take diversion from my goals which I had put my blood and sweat and tears to make it today as where I am.

With this, I closed my diary and cuddled with my panda Leo. I didn't know when I drift to sleep.

 I didn't know when I drift to sleep

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Quinn Mansion, the Basement

I walk to my basement with slow and steady steps, whistling and thinking of new ways to implement my art on the person who dares to point a gun at me.

I see Ben already torturing the man who is tied to both poles. I don't tie my prey to the chair cause they won't even get the luxury to sit and rest for a bit.

"What does he say?"

"I have been trying to open his mouth for the past hour and he is not even scared a bit. I think he is well trained"

I am gentleman to the world but only a few know the real predator inside him. I crave blood when I see red.

I love to torture like I am enjoying some comedy show. I see that man is fully covered with his own blood. And Ben is such a crazy shit and a perfect psycho for this type of work.

I guess I have to take the matters into my hand. And I made a beautiful mess with my skills.

His skin is peeled at his hands and neck with careful designs to let him live with the pain and no chance of dying.

I take the drill and point it right few inches away from his right eye. "I give you 2 seconds before I insert this rod into your eyeball"

I started the drill and looked straight into his eyes.

"Whoever shed the blood of man, by man shall his blood be shed, for God made man in his own image. The time has come Mr. Quinn"

[Genesis 9:6 words from the Bible]

My eyes widened but I composed myself and before I can do anything this piece of shit has swallowed Cyanide from god knows how from his corner of his mouth.

"What do you think, is it about them?" Ben have sensed the same what I was thinking.

"Could be but I have ended those paths for good" I know the war I had fought to stay in this position and to stay alive.

"I need all the details about those groups whether alive or dead ! We need to stay prepared, and I think its time to face the past once again"

I took a quick shower and jump in my bed with my laptop. I ordered food for her as I know she didn't eat anything after the drinks and its not good for her health.

I opened the screen and and my eyes darkened like a predator preying his prey. I can see her bedroom through the streets CCTV. The lights are off which means she is sleeping.

But then the lights are on and I can see she is sitting in front of her table. She must be writing her diary. She writes whenever something bothers her and I can bet she must be writing about today's incident. I close the tab and open another.

My eyes turned dark as I see her pictures which I have personally taken from long time ago. She can't imagine the things I can do for her and to her.

I can't wait longer to make you mine.

When I will cage you in my cave and you will only remember my name and no one else. And you will not fear of any but desire for every.

💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌 💌

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