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The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer IX.I Powderkeg
Time moves forward...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛"Wait for me."Heather fought off the manic urge to crush her phone into tiny little pieces as her trembling finger all but smashed the 'end call' button on her screen. She knew that Liz would do everything in her power to help her. Just from her blonde friend's initial reaction from her opening question already proved that the detective was as motivated as she was in getting th
The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer IX.II Powderkeg
Liz, for one of the few times in her life, thanked whatever god there was that she was unable to speak on impulse anymore. It was hard to say a straight-faced lie to what she considered to be a walking, talking lie-detector in terms of pure instinct alone, but years of dealing with the girl had given her enough leeway for the redhead to trust her simply on word alone.The fact that her voice was entirely artificial also helped. Probably."When was last contact?" the blonde detective asked, one hand on her neck as the other continued to check the presumed crime area for clues."Just before eight," Heather replied,
The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer X.I The Weekly Ritual
The depravity of man knows no boundaries. While there were actions more despicable than the ones that took place, society moves forward without a care in the world...In the meanwhile...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛In a nondescript room in one Downtown Midas's numerous office buildings, one Dio Panagopolous was examining his newly-acquired specimen for the week. Well, technically his second for the week, but who's counting?&
The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer X.II The Weekly Ritual
Decisions, decisions...What would one think of when presented with something so delectably ravishing in front of them? There were so many ways that the famished COO could start their session. It might not be too bad to simply go with his usual routine of relentlessly pleasuring his specimen until they begged for him to stop. But with a specimen as precious as the one beneath him, he might just try and do something different.It was a special occasion; having such a healthy heart waiting for him to study it."MMMMPHHHH!!"
The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer X.III The Weekly Ritual
It was like fireworks."Ahh.. Aahhh!"Alexa knew that she was being raped; that she had never wanted this to happen in the first place. It was revolting... Disgusting... And yet...*BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP*Her body felt like it was on fire."Ahh! AHHH!"The sound of flesh meeting flesh reverberated throughout the room, drowning out the unmistakableproof of her rapidly beating heart from ever reaching her ears. The weeping teacher couldn't help but
The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer Interlude VIII: A Bartender's Thoughts
A small glimpse...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛Zofia always fashioned herself to be a professional. Be it being a bartender or being a good wife and boss, the Russian immigrant will always give her all in being effective and polite; even when in the presence of her husband and close friends. She can shed this mask during proper times of vulnerability, of course; especially when alcohol is involved. But to everyone else, she would always be Zofia, the professional bartender working at the Sun and Moon; always ready to lend an ear to anyone's problems with full confidentiality...
The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer XI.I Simmering Agitation
Time moves forward...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛"And for this adverb, the correct usage would be as displayed on the board."It has been two days since Heather had last seen Alexa. Liz had promised that she'd give her updates in regards to her progress, but so far, there was no news surrounding her currently missing friend. The redhead had managed to function properly yesterday; promptly doing what was required of her as a teacher for her students. But she knew it was only a mat
The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer XI.II Simmering Agitation
"I thought you guys hated me..."Dried tears obscured Heather's glasses as she found herself with her knees raised up on her chin; sitting down on the tiled floor of the ladies' restroom without a care for her now partly wet uniform. Beside her, the young student leaned on her left side; resting her head on the teacher's arm as they sat in their shared catharsis. The older redhead knew that they should be heading back to their designated classroom to finish her current lesson. But seeing the state of her young charge resting by her side, she didn't have the heart to do so anymore.Might as well take a break. She could always speed through a few of the easier lessons anyway.Latest Chapter
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