MR. BEAST [MB]

°#2.HE IS F-CKING CRIMINAL°

"Your pain on rent,
You have big fat criminal tent.

You and me in the boat,
I took an oath.

You passed out your past like a race,
Darling live a life make your smile on a face."

-LOVE_WHISPERED

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°MERCY LAVISH P.O.V°

"SEBASTIAN SAFFORN ALFANSO HAS BEEN SHOT OUT AN---." Hannah vociferated in a nervous tone, made to take away mobile from my ear.

I scrunched my nose.

"Who?" I cut off her and asked whom she was talking about in a confuse tone.

Really? She frightened me deeply, idiot. I blew out the air. I swear, he was wisted prestige person. Might be he was an ostentation business man or well-known new movie star.

Literally, Hannah was the next door of BBC news. She had nice cognizance in general. She often shared with me after seeing news. And I, Mercy Lavish had to listened her with open eyes. And now again she was blabbering a news.

I was about to apart my mouth but I was cut off by someone

"Listen whatever you are, come fast as you could otherwise it will not take itty-bitty second to replace your hospital into the necropolis." It was not a Hannah voice but the masculine scary voice made me gawk on his word.

What did it mean by replace into the necropolis?

Who was he? Where was Hannah?

And what the hell was happening?

Many questions was revolving around my mind. Before I interrogated him, my eyes enlarged on hearing gun shot voice from his side. close, too close.

I froze at my place not had dared to utter a single word. My chest filled with a panic heart beats. Only terrified aroma ambient me. My head spun sense of increased my blood pressure.

Did they shoot Hannah? Did Hannah die? Did Hannah injure?

No, No that couldn't be happened.

Did they really hurt anyone?  I needed to call the cops. And again I heard the firing voice. I bit my lips to control my tension.