Dangerous Woman Jesslyn's
Bloodthirsty Demon

After leaving his sister, the man drove his vehicle at high speed towards the nightclub. Crowded places are always the best places to launch an action.

Sitting at a table alone with a bottle of Brandy. He watched everyone who was there. The expressionless face was unable to cover up the good looks and charisma he was emitting.

A beautiful woman in a sexy dress walked over to him. "May I accompany you for a drink?"

The man observes the woman in front of him as perfectly fit to be his next victim. "Please!"

Proudly the woman sat down, she puffed her chest so that the man in front of her was more tempted, her beautiful fingers circling the lips of her drinking glass. Adding an exotic impression to every man who sees it. Looks like this woman can't bear to play with him immediately.

An evil smile was on this man's face, he thrust out a card of a room. "Do you want to spend the night with me?"

Looking at the card in front of him made the woman's eyes wide open. Obviously it is the key to the suite room that only a few people in this club have. Yes this place also provides room service for those lovers of one night stand.

"I'll be waiting for you!"

Seeing a big catch in front of him of course the woman would not waste a chance. He stepped his foot into this man's room. With graceful steps walk away from the club crowd, towards the suite room on the top floor.

The man then gulped down his drink, then walked after the woman who was going to be the victim of the impingement tonight. He opened the door and locked it. A woman was already waiting with thin clothes attached to her body.

"I am a lover of violence. Do you mind?" ask the man.

"I like a challenge" he said seductively.

He then carried a sexy body wrapped in red lingerie into the middle of the bed. Tied both hands to the hearboard and feet below. The supine position makes every man's desire to rise if he sees it. However, not with the man because he could not feel emotions and lust.

He unbuttoned every garment he wore, bringing his head closer to the woman's ears.

"What way do you want to die?" The man smiled grinning like a bloodthirsty demon, looking at the evil glint from his eyes, he would never let go of a single targeted victim.

The baritone voice and the frightening air of the man before her made the woman thrash around for a moment, fear began to creep within her. He had misjudged this man did not want to spend the night with him. But he wanted to take his life.

"Take me off! You're a jerk!"

"Me?" The man stood up from his position, walking towards the nightstand next to the bed.

"Didn't you come to me yourself?" He took out a soldering device inside the drawer and connected it to a socket.

"What do you want to do, huh?!"

"Ssttt ... shut up! It'll make you look more beautiful." He took the solder that had been hot.

"I beg you to let me go! Don't kill me please!" The woman thrashed, cold sweat splashing on the pale face of her pas. His heart was beating fast due to the fear that was whackling the soul.

"Calm down! I'll do it fast!" The man held the victim's chin firmly, he placed the hot solder tip over the forehead.

This was what he liked, the sound of people screaming in pain coupled with their feelings of fear, made a sensation of its own that made him satisfied.

"Look! You look beautiful with my name carved on your forehead." The man pointed a glass at the victim's face.

The woman saw a name formed from blisters on her skin. "Brian?! You're not human!"

The woman screamed in thrashing, but the name owner laughed out loud instead.

"Yes, right. Call my name like that! I'll make you feel a sensation you've never felt before. I guarantee you'll like it."

"You're crazy, Brian! You're a demon, not a human. Let go of me, please!" the woman was crying so much, tears soaked the face that was no longer beautiful.

"Awhile more. Let me play around in a minute! After that I will release you ... to the afterlife!" Brian laughed, the sound of laughter making anyone who heard it shiver in horror.

He walked towards the wardrobe, the man took out a Big Dipper Fork with a pointed tip. A torture device, consisting of metal with two sharp forks that crossed each other.

With a belt to tie the metal around the woman's neck, the sharp end of the fork leads to her chin and breastbone. The woman even had to think twice if she wanted to speak, the slightest mistake of the sharp object would pierce her throat and chest. He fell silent after the device was installed, fear clearly reflected his face.

"Why are you quiet, honey? Let's yell again!" The glint of an eye and the smile on Brian's face is so terrible he looks like a real Chucky character.

The woman was just speechless now, she did not dare to move anymore. Even very carefully when breathing. Brian was the most terrifying person he had ever met.

Brian was still patiently waiting for the woman, he poured wine into her glass. The blood red color makes him excited to wait for his victims to die. He sipped a drink slowly.

A few moments later the woman began to get tired of the situation, unable to raise her head. He closed his eyes, maybe this was the end of his life.

The man directly pushed his head, both sides of the metal piercing through his throat and chest. Fresh blood flowed in his wine glass.

She was like a chicken being slaughtered. Brian inhaled the scent of carnation in his glass as if it were the best wine ever. He swallowed the fresh blood.

"You are nothing compared to my woman! Let's just say I'm being kind enough to help the angel of death take your life."

Brian reached into his pocket, picked up a cell phone to contact someone. "Recover my room! Make him like an accident and burn him in the car!"

"Good, Sir."

Yeah, that guy's Brian, but not Brian Dominic. Dominic has been completely missing from inside him since losing Jessi. Brian Messis is the legitimate son of Marcopolo, the mob elder of Belzeebub with his wife Dominic.

Her mother found out that her husband was a cruel person when she had just given birth. This made him desperate to run away with his baby because he did not want his child to have the same traits as Marcopolo. He went to an orphanage, volunteered to be a caretaker there for free, as long as he was allowed to eat and rest with the child.

TBC.