My own memory

My own memory

  • WpView
    LECTURAS 103
  • WpVote
    Votos 1
  • WpPart
    Partes 3
WpMetadataReadContinúa18m
WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación jue, ago 16, 2018
WpInfo
Fanfic
"Three bullets in the chest, one hit in the head and a possible rape" "Is the girl alive?" "No sir, she probably died immediately after the rape, the hit towards the head gave her a very deep cut. The murder probably shot her to make sure she wouldn't get out alive" "What's the age?" "Probably around seventeen and nineteen. Way to young to die, and to die in that way" "I'll go talk with some witnesses. And one more thing Cody" "Yes sir?" "Why do you think the murder killed her right in the open?" "I have no idea.."
Todos los derechos reservados
#119
leonetta
WpChevronRight
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Illustration

Quizás también te guste

  • Mafia Voltron Keith x Reader
  • Made For The Mafia (18+) (1 of 3)
  • Catch me if you can
  • BlackOuts
  • Never Widowed #1
  • Nanny (completed)
  • Ragged Girl
  • Penelope's Secret

When (Y/N) becomes witness to one of the mafia, Voltron's, killings she's taken captive and forced to live with seven of the most deadly people. --- When the door opened, I was frozen where I stood. The man in red was holding a gun up to my head sitting in the car. The two nicer mobsters let go of my arms with an apologetic look. "Get in the car slowly, (Y/N), then I'll possibly consider not shooting you. However, if you run, I will shoot you, and that's a promise," Keith told me still holding the gun to my head. I made the stupid decision of running when I was told not to. --- Talk of rape, violence, and other stuffs, you have been warned.

Más detalles
WpActionLinkPautas de Contenido