The Heiress'S Love
Chapter 21. Act murderer. 1

In front of Sean's room mirror, Natasha looked at his reflection with a frown. He looks strange in the clothes he wears. The shirt and pants belonged to Sean, he was forced to wear it because the clothes he was wearing were all wet. He did not expect to be still exposed to bullyan girls on campus after not being seen walking with James. But it turned out that his thinking was wrong, he still felt the torment of those who were jealous of his closeness to James.

Still with a sullen face, Natasha turned her head towards the door that was wide open. Sean who was standing in the doorway looked amusedly smiling looking at Natasha's appearance. The man walked over with an increasingly wide smile.

“You're cute once.” Said Sean pinching onto Natasha's two anxious cheeks.

“I look ugly.” Sulu Natasha's.

“Do I need to buy the right clothes for you?” Bargain Sean.

“No need.” Reject Natasha.

“You sure?” Sean asked following Natasha who was sitting on the bed.

Natasha nodded reassuring Sean,”your room is comfortable once.” His murmurs were breaking down the body.

“You like it? Just stay here.” Chirp Sean.

“Daniel would kill me if I knew I was living with a man.” Natasha Keke.

“But you're alone with James, aren't you?” Sean said frowning.

“She's my sister.” Natasha with a gloomy face.

“What kind of sister to let her sister be tortured continuously by her friends?” Decih Sean, “he also ignored you while on campus as if you do not know each other.”

“I know.” Natasha said weakly.

Sean and Natasha drift in silence. Everyone is busy with what they think. Natasha who was bored with their long silence, started to get sleepy. He clings to Sean, who is not far from him. Sean who was piqued turned towards Natasha who was smiling innocently.

“I'm sleepy.” Natasha Muttered.

“Sleep, I'll drive you home.” Said Sean holding Natasha hiding in the chest, “did you sleep always like this?” Sean asked curiously.

Natasha nodded, “Daniel always holds me when I sleep.”

“You make me feel jealous.” Grumpy Sean, “don't do with other men, besides me and Daniel.”

“Why?” Natasha asked, looking up at Sean.

“People cannot.” Said Sean firmly.

Natasha's pursed lips dissatisfied with Sean's reply. He hid his face in the man's chest. For a second, two seconds, there was no reply from Natasha. The curious Sean looked down at the girl. Natasha had fallen asleep in her arms, so innocent and peaceful. Sean's smile turned to see Natasha who unhesitatingly entered his arms and fell asleep there. The girl he had only been looking at from afar, was now so close that there was no distance separating. Only James, the only barrier between them. In that case, Sean had to carefully get rid of the man. Because he knew, James wasn't as stupid as Ivan who was easy to trap.

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That night there was something special in the basement of Sean's house. The man's favorite place so far. Sean deliberately designed the space was very luxurious, arguably the most luxurious place in his entire house. He deliberately built the room specifically for fun. Various entertainment facilities are there, a mini bar, a large aquarium filled with colorful fish, a sofa and a soft bed.

He always thought the place was a masterpiece. Nope. Not because of the luxury he deliberately designed to attract girls, but what he did in that place he was always proud of. There were already a lot of girls that Sean had invited to have fun at that place. From the call girl he met at the night club, as well as his college friends. It was just that the girls he had taken there, never again came out of that basement forever.

Tonight there will be entertainment that Sean has not felt since close to Natasha. He brought a school girl who was easily lured behind Natasha.The girl was now standing before him with a sparkling gaze. Just like the girls Sean had brought to that room before.

“This place is amazing Sean. I can already imagine how we'll have fun later.” Sheryl said the girl Sean was carrying.

“I'll satisfy you dear.” Said Sean putting his Wine glass to the table and gesturing Sheryl to get closer.

With Sheryl's graceful steps approaching Sean and without hesitation ascending into the man's lap, “I will satisfy you more dear.” Spoiled whisper. His hands scoured Sean's chest which was still covered in a shirt. “I'm sure nerd Natasha can never satisfy you.”

“So why don't you start taking off your clothes and dancing for me.” Sean Pinta.

With a seductive smile, Sheryl stood in front of Sean. Slowly she opened the dress she was wearing, not forgetting she was curling her body into erotic dancing. Sean's grin expands to see one by one the cloths covering Sheryl's body are poked under the girl's feet. Sheryl's smooth white body is very tempting to immediately enjoy. Sheryl seduces Sean by squeezing ********* and showing off her beautiful curves. Which girl doesn't want to conquer a cold guy like Sean, and Sheryl naively falls into the man's trap only to raise her name increasingly popular on campus.

Sean stood up, approaching Sheryl. His hand gently touched the girl's belly, walked round, stopping right behind Sheryl. Pressing Sheryl who was still dancing towards him. “Satisfy me Sheryl.”

“I'm yours tonight Sean. Touch me as much as you can, let me shout say your name.” Sheryl.

Sheryl, still shocked and enduring the pain in her stomach, did not immediately realize Sean was crouching in front of her. His consciousness recovered after feeling a pain in the head as Sean gripped tightly onto his broken hair.

“What are you doing Sean?”

Not the answer Sheryl got. Sean mercilessly banged his head violently on the floor.

“I was curious, what is this hand that you used to injure my lover?” Sean grabbed Sheryl's right hand.

“What do you mean?” Sheryl asked in tears.

“You tortured my innocent girl in the campus toilet.” Sean replied casually, These “ naughty hands should be punished. Isn't that Sheryl?”

Sheryl has not denied it. The sound of screaming had already shot out first. He could see his ring finger bending the wrong way. As vigorously as he struggled to escape from Sean's clutches, but the man was too strong. And with a terrible grin, Sean bends Sheryl's other finger.

“Stop, please.” Pinta Sheryl in a raucous voice, “I was just told.”

“Who is the fool who told you to hurt my girl?”

“Grace. James's Beloved. He was not happy to see Natasha close to James.” Sheryl answered.

“That bitch is apparently.” Sean nodded his head in understanding, “it looks like your hands should be justified in his position.” This did not stop his torture of Sheryl. He twists Sheryl's rough hand to make a sound of shaking in the shoulder joint and the shrill scream of Sheryl slashing.

“Ampuni me.” Sheryl pleaded. He was helplessly sprawled, his broken hand slipping straight to the floor as soon as Sean took it off.

“Didn't you want to satisfy me tonight baby. I'm so happy to hear your screams.” Said Sean who was busy twisting into two Sheryl's putting, “scream again for me dear.”

Without being asked, Sheryl would feel her two nipples pulled tight Sean. His body was struggling with pain.

“Ah I forgot. I want memories from you.” Sean leaves Sheryl, giving a reprieve. He took a dagger in one of the nightstand drawers. While showing off the dagger in hand, he turned towards Sheryl who was trying to escape. Sean immediately stepped on Sheryl's chest to lie on the floor again, letting the girl pale to see the dagger that was now in front of her face.

“Can I ask? How many men have tasted your nipples?” Sean asked back to clamp the little meat with his finger.

“I don't know.” Sheryl answered with a tearful cry.

“Alright, I think quite a lot. Now your nipples will be happy, her duty of serving men is over.”

In one incision the small meat was separated from its place, following the other. Sheryl's body stiffens feeling excruciating pain at the top of the breast that usually gets a lick of pleasure. The girl nearly fainted, but Sean woke her up violently.

“We haven't finished bicth.” Snorted Sean, “the blood wont stop. You could die too soon like this.” His grunts reached for matches in pocket pockets. After the fire broke out, she put it close to Sheryl's breast to stop the blood from coming out.

“Stop...stop...” Racau Sheryl is getting weaker.

“I haven't punished your feet that you made to walk up to my girl.” Sean's hiss switched between two feet of Sheryl's.

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry.” Isak Sheryl can no longer bear the pain that torments the body.

“Trust me, I have forgiven you. But your legs make me want to do something to him.” Sean rubbed Sheryl's thighs together, “choose. I massaged your two legs together or one at a time?”

Sheryl shakes her head in denial. He knows, whatever his choice is. Sean couldn't have been just a regular massage. All he wanted was to get out of that godforsaken room.

“One by one so you can enjoy it, I think it's a good idea.” Sean lifted one of Sheryl's legs, rubbing it slowly as if enjoying the girl's smooth legs. Once satisfied, he bent his calf forward. The sound of re-knocking was heard along with Sheryl's heart-wrenching voice. Sean did once more on Sheryl's other leg, making the girl's voice disappear. Sheryl's two legs drooped in a strange position, the owner now can only remain motionless with a dashed breath hoping that her suffering will end soon.

“You died too soon.” Grumpy Sean, “I still want to take you to see my pet cat eat.” She grabs Sheryl's normal hand and drags her body across the room. Opening the door at the end of the place that went straight to a large cage.

“I have a little cat and now is his dinner time. You must love to see how my cat eats.” Sean chuckled at Sheryl who was looking at him fearfully. “You will get the leading seat to see him eat later.”

Sean opens the cage door and drags Sheryl's body in. He then left Sheryl there just like that, “did I say my cat's main course tonight? You honey. Loose my beloved cat's stomach.”

The man's thunderous laughter was heard filling every corner of the room. While Sheryl who was sprawled helplessly tried to beg even though what came out of her mouth was just a groan. A despairing aura increasingly ambushed his heart as he saw the shadow of a large animal walking closer towards him from the corner of his eye. Her cries broke out realizing the animal was a starving Siberian tiger. He already had no life expectancy once he felt his leg flesh being torn apart. Before the last breath blows out, the sight Sheryl sees is the gut from her stomach dangling in the mouth of the carnivorous animal.

Outside the cage, Sean stared satisfied with what his pet was doing. Sheryl's body is barely alive. Leaving only bones, bones that could not be swallowed scattered in the cage.

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