Genesis Rose was just an ordinary girl, one day she went to a club and met Elijah Hale, the most fiercest gang leader... they had a one night stand, i'm sure you can read the rest and let it all unfold.
"You trust me?" he asked, eyes turning soft once they made contact. "Maj, I-I-" "I said do you trust me, Lucky?" he repeated, voice hard. "...yes," she breathed out, and his next words came without hesitation, sending a chill down her spine. "Then shoot."
~They say all good boys go to heaven, but bad boys bring heaven to you~ "Whose gonna suspect the little nerd in the back, no one can even think of you doing it. Everyone will probably think you don't even know the definition of drugs let alone carry them, sweetheart" he said dangerously into my ears, "I have the FBI...
His paintings were worshipped all around the globe . They were unlike anything seen before . No one knew how to replicate his technique or even his paintings. He was a well-known mystery and everyone wanted to figure him out . Only if the world knew that this particular artist paints with bloody knives.
"Come here" he says venomously, almost like a whisper. I stride sluggishly towards him and I can see the anoyance in his eyes. In one swift movement, he grabs me and pushes me to the wall. The impact with the wall knocks my breath out. He leans into my ear, watching me carefully. "Why can't you just leave me alone" I...
