MR. BEAST [MB]

°#3. HE IS THE NIGHTMARE.°

°Flashback:°

Sebastian POV:

"Sebastian, we got Mr. Junjun." The familiar voice dropped in my ears, that was my friend, Owen. Owen Heathen. Living with me since I was in this mafia world.

I grabbed the swinging punching bag, through both of my hands and gazed at his attire top to bottom, he followed my gazing and shot grinned to me. I rolled my eyes, shook my head. He was the only person in my house, who had still left the innocence and gracious.

He covered with dark red tee with yellow pant just only would require was a red nose ball.

I took the fleecy towel from bed beside of my punching bag and swiped my sweaty neck, and threw it back.

I grabbed the laying gun upon nightstand and threw in his side, easily dodged by him.

He tugged gun in his yellow pant as his eyes averted my side when I told him. "Call Mr. Sweden and tell him that his work is done," He nodded, and left the room not before taking my empty food plate.

I entered into the giant bathroom. My sweaty body swum under warm water, feeling lusciously.

After long inundation with blueberry body lotion and sluiced hair with my favorite drink beer.

I stood in front of the giant mirror.

The reflection infront of me carrying innumerous of tattoos over an entire body to hide my secrets past, my inner innocent life. Those slated eyes left its shining too long ago.

Everyone hate my name and curse me, maybe I deserved.

The Hate.

No one cares me, no one loves me. And of course who love me, I'm life snatcher. I sarcastically laughed.

I was the worst nightmare that what everyone named me. I was the most cursed man in the mafia world.

"I'm the wo..." I gulped my saliva to ease the knot in my throat. I clenched the edge of basin platform.

"I'm ...." Took beside steel ball and threw upon giant mirror.

"I'M THE WORST NIGHTMARE." I roared, taking all frustration pain out.
Numerous of glass pieces shattered on the floor like my soul.

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I grasped white shirt from the wardrobe as I stepped out from bathroom and changed towel into black jeans. Made my way towards where I should be, my original place, my real life.

I took descend elevator to reach at that spot which was underground.

Owen and Dustin had been waiting for me. They both were stopped gossiping as their eyes landed on me.