***Mature Readers +18*** Sometimes you wonder how something so violence comes out and cannot contain it. The beast in me has full control. Controls my thinking. My mind. My body. No matter how hard I try to control it. It over powers my commands. The beast in me is full of hatred. Killing what makes him feel good. That's what he does best. The tortures he really enjoys. He calls himself.... The Beast. Until a certain person let's him control his own beast. But who? His beloved? ____________________________________ Copyright © 2021 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED [ THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR MATURE READERS DUE TO ITS SEXUAL CONTENT, VIOLENCE'S, AND LANGUAGE. ]