#32-R18-

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-HENRY-



It's already night time, I'm on my way to Lancaster, I have a cousin who is a farmer, He lived a mile away from the city;

There's no need to ride a airplane since there's a train station that took 7 hours ride from Winchester to Lancaster;

"Ticket please."


The conductor spoked as I hand out my ticket, I'm carrying my backpack and lagguage as Kristela called a cab on me before I leave, I wonder if Ruther is okay? I hope he was.




I got inside as I sat away from the others, there is only few of us riding the train, so I can sit anywhere I wanted;



I was still thinking about earlier, it's hurt because the fact that my very first love will be married soon and it's very bad for me to ruin such a sacred ceremony;


I feel so sick in the air condition smell, I vomit a little then I wipe my self with a handkerchief:

"What's wrong with me..?"



I asked as I leaned on the chair to rest since this will be a very long ride;

-AUTHOR-




"Everyone! Quick! Mr.Ruther is so mad!"



Everyone rushed toward the hallroom as they lined up, As Rose and Merinda walked with grace-- they feel relieved, As the gardener who have a guts to flirt the master of Velasquez estate and have a fucking face who hurt Ms.Marquez is probably somewhere, rotting or already been killed by some thugs as they think.







Oh, Only heaven knows what hell awaits for them.




As they stood up, They felt the tension in the air as Ruther Velasquez, The most ruthless and dangerous when mad was there, standing in the staircase with oh lord- a knife in his hand.

Black aura surrounded the man as he rage silently. Oh, For all the information he have gathered upon Kristela telling what happened when he was gone for work, Oh, They wished that they didn't provoked the dark devil.

Ruther is really mad, mad that he is more dangerous than Chesire and Raphael when mad, He have no mercy and god knows what happened later.

Kristela is on her room, Praying for the gore that would happened, This is what she fears at all. For the man who's gentle looking and with fierceness on it, He was no far from satan.

Everyone have gather around as Ruther walked in the leather couch, As he sat down. Everyone gulps when they saw the knife dangling around his hands as he glared at one of them;

"Oh shit.."

One of the maids cursed silently wishing that Ruther wouldn't heard what she have cursed but in a snap of the eye, She screamed in horror and pain as a knife struck to her legs;


"What did you say?"


Ruther asked, His voice is full of malice and danger. Everyone looked at the crying lady as she hold her legs with a knife on it;

Blood poured down the white tiles as it was now tainted in red..

Merinda and Rose looked at each other as they sweat fearfully, Bitches had it coming, And surely, They're caught.


Ruther smirked as he looked at the two wandering sluts as they think they're saved. They didn't know what things awaits for them.



"Eseís gamiménes skýles, eíste epómenoi."

(You fucking bitches, you're next)



Ruther spoked in his native language, The two were clueless as the lady who was cringing in pain is already dead due to the excessive amount of blood loss.



Everyone is scared and Ruther can feel it, He never been so mad before, Now there's a lot of blood will cover these white tiles after he was done.



#32: Bloodlust.

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