"Stupid girl" I mutter noticing the empty table where my breakfast should be layed out, "Usless bitch" I yell a bit louder When she doesnt come running down the stairs scared shitless it mad my anger tripple. AMARLEY LEE SATAN RAY GET YOU FAT ARSE DOWN HERE THIS INSTENT!" I yell slambing my hands down into the table.
Yet again nobody came running down the stairs begging on both knees for forgiveness. "Maybe she actually died or even killed herself" i sing happily skipping up the stairs.
I swing her doors open hoping to see blood, a bottle of empty pills,
A hanging corpse but no the slut was sleeping judging by the closed eyes and chest lifting. Oh that chest *licks lips* maybe ill just 'chill' for a bit.
I turn Amarley over so shes on her back. I get on my knees pressing my face in between her boobs breathing in the scent of soap and bloody wounds.
Before to long i get up sighing at the ugly mess infront of me. "Disgusting cow dump" i spit at her before walking back out the door, down the stairs, out the house and into my car.
I don't know why I let her sleep instead if pushing her down the stairs hearing those, those arousing screams as she hits each stair, falling and landing onto the floor in a bloody mess.
I think i let her sleep because she would need energy for tonight as im bringing home a special treat.
Driving to work took 20 minutes in total as i drove through every green and red light.
Pulling up to my bosses house i punch in the code (not literally) before waving a hello to the guards,parking at the front entrance.
I give my keys to one of the guards to park in the garage before taking my boots off out side and walking into the house.
"Good morning everyone" a smile hugging the staff members i was close with and shaking hands with the others.
"Good morning Max" my boss says as a I wall through his office door. "Good morning" i reply sitting in the chair opposite him and his desk full of paperwork.
"I have a job for you" he replies talking his thin glasses off, folding his hands in the mean time showing he means important business.
I sit up nodding, giving him reassurance that im all ears.
"I need you to get a background check on the street fighter which is known as lord, have you heard of her?"
"Yes sir she wears a cat mask" i reply instantly excited at this new task.
"Good, now I want a report back in a month i heard she is fights underground the 'get fit' gym down the road from yours which is why I've given you the task but if you fail to get what I want i wont hesitate to kill you but since you've been helping out a lot these past few months i expect nothing less that for you to complete this task." He states with a deadly look
"I will" i state getting up from my chair. "Very well then, off you go" he replies forwarding me out the door
As i walk through the door i make a couple phone calls regarding 'lord' and find out that she is a very secerative person with no files whatsoever as no one has ever seen her face.
But thats going to change when i rip that cat mask off her face.
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The Bad Boys Street Fighter Nerd
RomanceI can't tell anyone about my life, how my father abuses me, how I've tried to commit suicide, how I'm an undefeated street fighter. Even if I wanted to tell someone they'd only just end up dead like Jacob. That's until a certain football hits me i...
