A Killer's Heart... Complete

The Art of War

Nena

I have been in this room for hours. No word or anything. I wished I learned how to pick locks. So I'm stuck in this situation. I can move around the room, But not to the bathroom or even close to the door. The windows are closed shut. The view is breathtaking though. The sunshine through the windows to make this prison more comfortable.

I have to think. In the art of war, you have to know your enemy. Seem strong when you weak. And seem weak when you strong.
I didn't notice the door was opening, I'm so caught up in my thoughts.

"Here, I shouldn't be feeding you and shit. You try to kill me you know. But I'm not like you", handing me a sandwich and a drink.

"Thank you. I was going to ask that. I want to let you know it was not personal. Just business. I have a boss." Eating every bit aggressively.

"Yeah, your pops right?", Sitting on the floor with me. He looked into my eyes with real concern. I can see he is tired.

"If you ask, then you know the answer." I sat there finishing up the meal he gave me and swallow the whole soda with one rope."

"Damn, you were starving. Before you start lying to me, answer one questions first." He stared into my eyes while licking his lips. His eyes start moving down to my lips, then my breasts.

"Excuse me, my face is up here, nigga. What's your question?" Looking irritated.

"When the last time you got some dick?"

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Jaylen

I wanted to know the answer. She looks like a chick that eats pussy. No men in his right mind will fuck that. She beautiful and all but you fuck around on her, she will chop your head off.

She just laughed. She took a little strength that she had and stand on her feet. I followed suit to stay on my guard. " You don't want to know that question," she said while laughing. She starts walking towards me closer with slow movement. I guess it was a long time. I can see the eager in her eyes as she moves towards me a little closer. She moves like water. Her eyes never left mines. It feels like I was controlling her every movement.

"Stop, I don't want any pussy from you. I'm not playing any games. Do I want to know why you ask me that question? I said you know everything about me. Do you know about my wife? "

She stops in her tracks and just stood still for a moment. I guess that answers my question. She was playing with my head. " Look, we far off the grid. Anyone you know will not find you here. This something, not even puck ass Loose knew. You can scream as loud as you want too. No one will hear you. It's just you and me." I yelled

"You know if I find a way to get out of this, I will chop your head off first? I going to make sure I sharping it really clean for you." She looked me in the eyes and then turn around to face the window. I know she serious about that.

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Hours have passed. It is getting dark again. I have not shut my eyes yet. I can't. One slip and I know my head to be separated from my body. I gave up on a life a long time ago, but that's not the way I want to go. Now my brother is gone, I just want to live my life in peace.

I have been checking on her every hour. Thank God that the chains can't stretch enough for her to reach the door. I just open the door, poke my head in to see she still alive and leave. I being careful. I'm really scared of her. But I can't do this shit forever. I have to make a plan and stick to it.

I can leave her here, leave with the money and let her starve in the house to death. I can kill her, burn her body and live out the rest of my life here alone or just.......