Fire Cracker

Her

LANDON'S POV:

"PLEASE, IM BEGGING YOU LET ME GO."

Sweat and blood mingled in the air heightening my adrenaline and dilating my eyes.

I stared down at the weak, fragile man below me shaking in a puddle of his own blood.

His skin was peeled off his useless,stubby body, leaving a pale pink tint in its wake.

His hair was damp with sweat and dried up blood and tears flew down his fat face.

I rolled my eyes at him.

His pleas and cries were starting to get on my nerves.
I whipped out my knife and plunged it deep into his head.

Blood splurged out of his head and droplets of cherry-red liquid coated my face.

I smirked and wiped the blood off my cheeks before pocketing the lethal weapon and turning my back to the remains of his corpse.

I pulled out my phone and dialed Josh's number.

"Hello?"

"Clean this bitch up, please."

I rolled my eyes as I stole a glance at his lifeless eyes.

"On it, Boss."

He declined the call and I slid my phone back into my pocket and whipped my hood over my hair.

I trotted out of the alleyway, the dark gloom of the morning calming my desire for more bloodshed.

As I turned a corner into an array of shops, I almost fell to my knees.

Her silky jet-black hair cascaded down her neck and paused at the the depths of her back. I wanted to wrap my fist  around it.

Her petite, skinny figure clung to the black leotard she was wearing and her light brown eyes made me want to drink the stars from them.
Her jawline was sharp and I wanted to press kisses all over her neck.
She brought her hand up to her hair and tucked a loose strand behind her ear.

Everything about her screamed goddess and I wanted to straight away whisk her away.

Her gaze locked with mine.

Suddenly, I  forgot all about the environment around me.

Her mouth hung open as she gazed at me before closing it and swallowing.
I smirked at her backing away slightly.

I wanted her. She was an art piece that I craved with my whole heart.

I knew it would be stupid to take her but I was going to anyways.

I winked at her before taking out my phone and copying her plate number of her car.

I strolled back into the embracing eeriness of the alleyway and walked towards the site where I once was moments ago.

Five men stood there, grabbing the corpse and sliding it into a black bin bag.

"JOSH."

I could sense his fear from his figure.
He carefully turned around, his gaze still lingering on the ground.
He walked over to me and stopped infront of me.

"Yes Boss?"

I pulled out my phone and sent him the details.

"I just sent you the number plate of a vehicle. I want you to find out her name, whereabouts of her property and any other valuable information you can dig up on her."

He looked up at me and nodded.
I sent him a smile flashing him my teeth before walking past him to where 4 cars stood idle.

My mind backtracked to this mysterious women. I wanted her and I would have her. Nonetheless, I won't stop until I have her and once I do I will never let her go.