Adiction

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Kane's POV

"Where the fuck is my money?" I asked sternly. God I'm a mess. Its obvious hat I haven't slept in days. There were bags under my eyes and my hair was unkept. I haven't seen her in weeks. I guess this is withdrawal. I've only dealt the drugs, never actually taken them except for the occasional smoke for stress. That means she's my drug. I'm addicted to her.
"I don't have it!" The man in front of me begged. I smirked and kicked him down. My business had taken me to an ally, meeting with old friend who owed me a lot.
"I'm going to count to three,"I told him.
"I can get it to you!" He pleaded. The look of fear in his eyes was evident.
"One," I aimed.
"Gimme some more time!" He screamed.
"Two," I cocked the gun. He gulped.
"Please!" He screamed.
"Three," I fired. I grimaced as his body crumpled to the ground. My heart feels no remorse for this. This man was a coward whose been known to rape young girls and woman. I spat on his corpse. Later at my hotel,room service brought me vodka. Perfect, somethings that will actually help. How could someone like her weaken me so much? The way that her hair moved when she walk. Her lovely lips and body. I can't take it anymore. I need to find her. My hands grabbed for my IPhone 60 and dialled a number.
"Hello?" A voice asked.
"Hey Charles. I need some help,"I said grimly.
"Sure, what do you need?" He asked.
"Get me all the known contacts and associates of Kiara the Shadow."
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Sorry it's short. It's kinda a filler. Leave me a comment if you want. I love suggestions!

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