BLOODY ROSE'S
6

The door creak woke Lalisa a few hours after that. Lalisa grabbed her gun, before she even opened her eyes. Old habit.

The air conditioner seemed to have been dead for several hours and sweat began to drench his body. Her shirt was stuck to her body when she got out of bed.

His fingers gripped tightly the handle of the gun.

Shadowless. Soleness.

Lalisa left the bathroom lights on. Other habits that have not been abandoned by him. A gloomy light shone on the worn-out carpet of the room.

There's no one here. But his heart was pounding as fast as a racehorse.

The sound of the car door slamming. Near lalisa's room.

The sound of the car engine running. The car lights kept flashing flickering, piercing through the thin curtains of Lalisa's window...

There was someone standing looking at Lalisa's window.

"Fuck"

Lalisa ran towards the door of the room until it opened and ran out..

Just in time to look at the car lights that are getting away.

What's going on ?

"Lice?"

Lalisa turned around when she heard the sound, her gun was still in her grasp, and found Jungkook out of her room.

The man was fixated, his hands raised in front of his body.

"Be careful with that gun." Jungkook

Lalisa sighed. Jungkook's gaze shifted downwards, while his eyebrows shot up.

"Good clothes, Lice"

Lalisa wearing shorts and singlet sweatshirts is not the outfit that a sexy woman would wear. And maybe it can make the men think dirty with him

" A delinquent was here, roaring at the car engine and winking at the light "Lalisa lowered his weapon while grumbling.

"He-eh" Jungkook's hands were thrown on both sides of his body.

"And do you think it's worth getting a bullet in his head" Jungkook tilted his head slightly at Lalisa.

Lalisa shook her head and turned her back to Jungkook.

"Sleep again" Lalisa said calmly.

"Sleep with me lice" Jungkook whispered in Lalisa's ear.

Lalisa swallowed her saliva. " What happened was my fault."

Lalisa was chesty enough to admit that. Jungkook he is a weakness for him. Lalisa has to keep herself up against that weakness.

"It won't happen again. This case should come first for the victims. Enjoy your bedtime Kookie-ya. You'll need it if you work in this unit"

Lalisa pushed the door of her room and Jungkook whispered back.

"Maybe it won't happen again, sweetheart, but it may happen again..."

"I can't give you what you want" Lalisa said truthfully.

Jungkook deserves that. He deserves the honesty of Lalisa.

Jungkook used to be too cowardly, but Lalisa wanted him, she wanted to have him and wanted more than that.

But Lalisa is not the type of woman who wants a beautiful home. Happy for a long time

It is not in his future. No children, no husband. Lalisa realized long ago.

"You don't know what I want" Jungkook growled. I sat down with Lalisa standing up. His voice was heavy. And boomed.***** lalisa's breasts hardened.

"Come with me ___" Jungkook said

"Let me know if we're both as beautiful as I remember.or I'm just making you a crazy fantasy in my mind"

A fantasy. That was all he was to Jungkook. The man did not know what was inside him. If Jungkook finds out. Lalisa.

"Sleep. We should check the scene tomorrow." Lalisa went into her room and closed the door. His knees began to tremble.

"Can't you forget the kookie-ya's past" Lalisa's voice softened behind the door.

...........

The killer lifts his precious baggage through the forest. His luggage was shaken by his back shake as he walked.

He didn't not plan on hunting that night, but, he didn't realize who would come to the city so quickly.

Nis Agent. When he saw the two agents he almost laughed. The woman__yes, she recognized him. He often saw pictures of the woman in the newspaper.

NIS agents know his skills. Damn, he's so happy about it. He had to take a closer look and go to their motel. Overseeing Wang's room.

Then he had to hunt. He had to show Lalisa that he was the one controlling the game.

The prey is so easy to find. Too easily. Originally, he had indeed planned to kidnap her next week, so advancing the hunt was not too difficult.

He carried his victim easily, barely feeling his weight. The woman no longer cried, no longer whined, no longer trembled.

Finally, the anesthetic has reacted. Taking a deep breath, he stopped. His place. He threw the woman's body onto the ground.

Brucks

The woman's eyes closed. It was easy to think he was dead. But the woman is still alive. Where is the pleasure in a death that happens quickly?

The hole awaits him. Deep and perfect width. He has exhaled it with great heart, knowing that this time will come also.

A smile was painted on his lips. He wished he could see her face when____

Die.

The last woman. He's watching her. Seeing fear strangled him. Horror glared in his eyes.

Well-favoured.

This time, he had to imagine the horror, at least for now.

The crate is ready for its position. He built it himself. It's impossible to buy something like that, something stupid will happen.

She looked at the woman****** that.His yellow hair seemed to tangle over her face and hang over her broken lips.

The woman tried to escape from her.***** this is not aware that escape is not an option.

His virility stiffened as he looked at the woman. So weak. No one can stop him.

He leaned over and traced the woman's face with fingers. A little bit of taste. He likes bigger eyes.

The woman******was groaning, her eyes were open. Will the woman remember him? Oh no problem. The woman would not have survived to tell anyone about herself.

He smiled and squatted lower, slipping his hand under her back. Then, he lifted it up, just a few inches away and threw it into the hole.

The woman's body hit the chest. His face is facing down. When the effect of the drug begins to disappear and the woman is fully aware.

That woman won't be able to turn her body around. The killer fell to the ground and slammed the lid of the chest. His tongue stuck out and he licked his dry lips happily

Too easily. A shovel was waiting for him, just a few feet from his spot.

"I want to see his face." he murmured. Nothing is as great as horror. There's not a single one.

It seemed like he had to catch a glimpse of the woman as the police took out his body. If they manage to find him. He stood up and walked over to pick up the shovel.

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