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Sociopath

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Parts 10
Time 55m

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Sociopath: A sociopath is often well liked because of their charm and high charisma, but they do not usually care about other people. They think mainly of themselves and often blame others for the things that they do. They have a complete disregard for rules and lie constantly. They seldom feel guilt or learn from punishments.



"Andy... I know your secret." she whispered in shaky breaths. I could see the sweat dripping down her dark skin. I'm sure her heart was racing, which it should be. She should be afraid. 

"Oh? Well, what might that be, love?" I raised an eyebrow, shoving my hands inside my leather jacket.

"You've killed people... you're a murderer. A cereal killer. A... a sociopath. You've killed so many people... a countless amount. "

"Well, the secrets out." I laughed aloud. "What now? Huh? What were you planning to do after you told me? "

"Go to the police, I guess..." she shrugged. 

"Oh, smart. Genius, even. Want to know what I plan to do?" I grinned at her frightened expression. "I plan to take a swim. And you're coming with me. " 

She looked confused, until I wrapped her hair around my fist and dragged her off the sand, and into the salty water. She struggled, kicking and screaming. But it was no use. She was going to die tonight. 

I ducked her head in the water, and pushed her down as far as possible as her arms swished around in the water, trying to reach my face. I laughed at her desperate try to save herself. She's such a fool.

"Sorry it had to end like this, love." I smiled coldly, watching the life in her eyes slowly die out. She stopped moving completely, and I finally let her lifeless body go. 


Why, hello there, love. My name is Andrea Smith. Andy, for short. I'm perfect. Loving mother, so much money, popularity, beauty. If I want something, I take it. And I take care of anything that gets in my way. So, I suggest you don't get in my way. Ever. You will regret it. I promise. 


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" You think this is gonna be like those mafia books or movies where I'll fall in love with my torturer or rapist ? Think again ". I'm Daisy Aurelio and i'm gonna show him my tough side . 🕷️ What's up homies ? This is an 𝐎𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 [ 𝐔𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 ] 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢'𝐦 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲. ❤️ Nothing can stay innocent and untouched forever, not even the most delicate of petals - Daisy's case. 🕷️ " Mom, i'm going to visit Italy, been long i've set eyes on Dad and Mark " i said erupting tension. The cutting stopped abruptly as she stared up with a tight face. " no you're not going anywhere Daisy, i don't trust you with him, you can video- " no mom, i've bought the ticket and i'm leaving, you cannot stop me from meeting dad and my brother " i disagree strongly. 🕷️ What's the reason for Mrs Aurelio stopping her daughter from leaving for Milan, Italy to see her own family ? The visit that would bring me bliss or so Daisy thought. After finalizing her decision to visit her dad and brother, she bought tickets for Italy leading to her discovery of something terrible about her family leaving her mom out, a hidden and illegal secret, she got entangled to placing her life on the line. Daisy Aurelio didn't know she was about to become someone's precious treasure used as decoy . **Excerpt "i wouldn't have gone, mom tried to " i cried out in regret as blood trickled down slowly. " I'm dying" 𝑉𝐼𝑆𝐼𝑇 𝑇𝑂 𝑀𝐼𝐿𝐴𝑁 [ Daisy Aurelio ] ✈

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Property Of Vittore Martinelli ✓ by NVMelissa13

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VISIT TO MILAN

" You think this is gonna be like those mafia books or movies where I'll fall in love with my torturer or rapist ? Think again ". I'm Daisy Aurelio and i'm gonna show him my tough side . 🕷️ What's up homies ? This is an 𝐎𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 [ 𝐔𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 ] 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢'𝐦 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲. ❤️ Nothing can stay innocent and untouched forever, not even the most delicate of petals - Daisy's case. 🕷️ " Mom, i'm going to visit Italy, been long i've set eyes on Dad and Mark " i said erupting tension. The cutting stopped abruptly as she stared up with a tight face. " no you're not going anywhere Daisy, i don't trust you with him, you can video- " no mom, i've bought the ticket and i'm leaving, you cannot stop me from meeting dad and my brother " i disagree strongly. 🕷️ What's the reason for Mrs Aurelio stopping her daughter from leaving for Milan, Italy to see her own family ? The visit that would bring me bliss or so Daisy thought. After finalizing her decision to visit her dad and brother, she bought tickets for Italy leading to her discovery of something terrible about her family leaving her mom out, a hidden and illegal secret, she got entangled to placing her life on the line. Daisy Aurelio didn't know she was about to become someone's precious treasure used as decoy . **Excerpt "i wouldn't have gone, mom tried to " i cried out in regret as blood trickled down slowly. " I'm dying" 𝑉𝐼𝑆𝐼𝑇 𝑇𝑂 𝑀𝐼𝐿𝐴𝑁 [ Daisy Aurelio ] ✈