Obsessed Stalker
the chapter 40

That morning Ivanna looked excited, she was standing in front of the glass and swerving her body.

"Hmm what after eating chocolate cake can make fat overnight?" muttered Ivanna. He wears a navy-blue dress and feather sandals for a walk inside the mansion.

Shortly after he was on the first floor many times Ivanna greeted the maids who passed by him. Sometimes he smiled in response to their greeting. He spent time trying to make food in the kitchen, for some reason he really wanted to eat cupcakes. Ivanna saw Irish, one of the maids who served in the kitchen, her smile expanded not when she saw the maid approaching her.

"Is there anything I can do for you, ma'am?" said Irish who was replied to a sad shout from Ivanna,

"Hey I'm not the owner of this mansion, can you still call me by my name? The call left me claustrophobic.” Irish chuckled while covering her mouth.

"Geez, how could I not call Madam when you have announced your relationship?" Ivanna sighed softly, the man really made her feel claustrophobic.

"Then can you call me Anna while you're with me?" Irish smiled and nodded, so it wouldn't matter if Anna asked for it?

"Of course Anna, so what do you want so you're in the kitchen?" Ivanna seemed to be frowning her fingers, she smiled awkwardly.

"I want to eat cupcakes, I seem to miss your cake." Irish looked at Ivanna pity, since the first Ivanna he was not so close to Ivanna. He only listened to stories about Ivanna from friends in the other kitchen. Ivanna is the same age as her younger brother who is now fighting for his life. Irish is a little moved,

"Alright, I'll make it for you.” Ivanna shook her head, she quickly rejected the Irish.

"No need for Irish, I want to make it myself."

"Then let me help you.” Ivanna nodded in acceptance of Irish's offer to help her. Irish gives Ivanna an apron and a pair of plastic gloves for cooking. Then they prepare the ingredients that they will use to make a cupcake together.

Eventually they were both busy making lots of cupcakes in the kitchen. Sometimes they seem to laugh because of their stories. Irish was a little relieved because she could make Ivanna laugh, she remembered how often she caught Ivanna crying in her room.

"Then after that, my friend cried because he was embarrassed to wet his pants." Irish laughs at Ivanna's story, she laughs while covering her mouth with her dirty hands exposed to flour. Ivanna sighed after laughing, she glanced at Irish while her hands were busy stirring the dough that had been dripped with the dye.

"Tell me about you Irish, it seems you've only heard my story since." Irish smiled thinly,

"There's nothing interesting in my story, but if you want I'll tell it to you.” Ivanna nodded, Irish took a breath and exhaled slowly before telling a story.

“I have a younger brother – that seems to be the same age as you, he's the only family I have right now. My parents divorced and they left me and my sister, who was 10 at the time, when I was 17. They thought that I was old enough so that they could calmly let go of me and my sister. We both lived a simple life in my grandmother's house. 5 years later when I got home from work, I found my sister passed out in the bathroom. I took him to the hospital." Irish seemed to smile as she looked at Ivanna, then she continued her story.

"My sister had kidney failure, and every week she had to go back and forth 3 times to the hospital just to wash her blood. At that time my salary was just enough to survive, because both our parents did not give their living for us, they had their own families. I have to increase my working hours to make sure my sister can wash her blood. She's a cheerful little sister and never complains, I love her so much." Irish seemed to be letting out her tears, she rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand.

"Sorry for making you tell me everything Irish, I feel guilty for you." Irish shook her head with her nose and eyes that looked flushed and also puffy.

"No, Anna, I'm glad to see you hear my story. And I feel a little relieved that I managed to take out all the burdens that were in my heart." Ivanna took off her plastic gloves and hugged Irish, patting her on the back.

"I'm honored to hear your story Irish, you're the greatest brother in the world. I'm sure your sister must be very proud of you." Irish took off her gloves as well and returned Ivanna's embrace.

"Thanks Anna, you're so good."

They continued to fill the cup of cake with the dough they made, and put it in the oven.

"I caught them big bro!" Benedict patted Bryan on the shoulder, Bryan nodded as he threw away the cigar's nipple and stepped on it. Bryan spit on his left side.

"You sure they're all?" Bryan pointed one by one of the seven people who were now tied together in front of him, Bryan crouched down while staring at their faces one by one. His smile was bright when he found out he had seen one of them.

"Ah I've seen you!" Bryan patted the man's face, the murderous gaze Bryan showed made his opponent look frightened. Bryan punched the man's heart and coughed blood out of his mouth.

"Ughh hoekk!" they stared in surprise at what Bryan had done to one of them.

"You're a jerk!" said the man with a bloody mouth. Bryan chuckles.

"How's your escape, huh? Looks like your master was so happy when he saw you being able to survive back among the people who died back then? How cowardly you are Miller!" the man called Miller spit, then smiled smirk looking nyalang towards Bryan.

"Interesting Bryan, my escape is so exciting hahaha even on this occasion I can look directly at a rancid boy like you." Bryan stared flatly, then punched him again and again until Miller again coughed up blood.

"Uhukk uhukkk, blahh. **** Benvolio!" umpat Miller, accidentally splashed blood on Bryan. He glanced at the blood on his hand, grabbed a handkerchief in Miller's coat pocket and wiped off the traces of blood on his hand. Then throw the handkerchief to his left side.

"Ben?"

"Yes bro, what's up?"

"How much is the price of organs in humans today?" bryan's question made them all glare. His smile is expanding, though,

"You can sell it on the dark web at a great price!" Bryan nodded, taking out a firearm and a knife from his left and right pockets. Bryan pointed the firearms at their heads one by one, Bryan put his index finger on the trigger, he smiled cynically.

"Dor!" said Bryan who made the group that was being tied up was surprised. Bryan laughed when he saw the frightened pale faces of them.

"You should know what a proper recompense for traitors and intruders like you. Even if you survive, you will die before you reach your destination. You know what, don't you?"

They all stared silently at Bryan, he let out a rough sigh and stabbed the knife right in the heart of the man in front of him. They all looked shocked and thrashed, trying to break free of each of them.

Blood splashed everywhere, it didn't take long for the blood to turn into a large pool of red. The man in front of him screamed in pain,

"ARGHHHH UGHHH!"

Crak crak crak

"You're alive huh? Pull over!" Bryan pulled and thrust back his knife, doing the gesture many times while smiling smirk. His laughter as well as the agonizing pain made the situation turn gripping.

Bryan thrust the knife again, making sure the tip of his knife actually stuck on the inside of the man's body. Soon after, Miller was completely dead. Bryan pulled the knife, cleaning it by swiping each side of it in Miller's clothes.

He stood up and stared intently at the six men bound in front of him,

"Who's next?" bryan said making the atmosphere around him quiet.