The secret he never told

Chapter 12

Gianna's POV,

I didn't understand why Hayden had volunteered to help me get my job in Vegas . I didn't need any kind of job because I was rendered everything , but , those all circumstances and my new lifestyle had just changed me so much . I wasn't same Gianna Brown whom everyone know , whom Roan know. I was waiting naked on the bed for the morning kiss with which my morning starts but he just woke up and rushed to the bathroom. When Hayden got out , a treacherous feeling weaved into my settled stomach and whirled unnerving twitches through out my core . For the first time , I mentally prepared my self to ejaculate what happened in the mall. His expressions must have changed , because after telling someone liked my panties , it would be really disgusting and ridiculed him.

"Hayden , I need to tell to something" I dropped down the sheets on the flow and wore my bra .

"Tell me" he bared his teeth , putting his hands on the wall. 

"Someone just entered in the lingerie store , and he liked my choice" I cupped my face and closed my eyes. 

"Oh" he ignored me and opened the TV. "Are you ignoring me , Hayden?" I spat. 

"Not at all , darling. It happens" he grinned. 

Seriously , his expressions irritated me .I didn't know why was he behaving that way . Was he just being a little sarcastic? Anyways , I didn't like him when he behaved in that way. But , something was still fishy , he noticed I got out from the lingerie store that I wasn't just Okay.

But that acquaintance in the store made me wet . I could imagine his sexy chin . I wanted to rush towards that man in the mall. I wasn't naughty until I saw him . I would slip my hands over his cheeks and kiss him . Just to see , a mere taste , why I felt this way. My body rattled down to my toes , but my fingers found the bathroom door instead and I hoped into the shower. "Gianna , you know what!" he eyes widened . 

"What?" I asked shivering and running my towel over my body.

"Someone is killing black people unjustified!" my body paralyzed  , I was a little skeptical about who is killing everyone in San Diego . Marty was killed and now all the black people are murdered. Someone was doing this after Marty. A psychopath may be.

After the breakfast  , I turned my attention to the large flat screen . A international news headline stayed at the bottom of the video , and big bold letters ,'Breaking report'. I'd barely managed a sip of my apple juice and saw Marty's dead body on the screen . I gulped down whatever was left in the mouth and shot my hand over it in utter shock. 

Marty's , the restaurant manager , who worked at the Las Cuatro Milpas , case was dismissed yesterday by the San Diego Superior Court. He was killed mercilessly and was stabbed thirty times on his chest. However , a bullet , after postmortem was found but in the front of his head , but , even the forensic reports failed to show us how was he murdered . His family members are still in a great shock , but the question is was it a starting point? Whosoever is killing black people is either a racist or psychopath. 

"A psychopath!" I yelled in anger and threw the glass on the floor. "Darling" Hayden kissed me on cheeks. "What happened?" 

"He was our manager where I previously worked at" I started crying and hugged him tight. I really needed somebody to hug to tight and say 'everything will be fine' . 

He bit my ear and whispered "Everything will be destroyed" . I pushed him back and bored in his eyes "What?"

"Somebody is killing black people without any fucking reason! Surely everything will be destroyed" he wiped my nose with a tissue.