♥ Chapter 6 ♥
Caterina Vossini.
Without hesitation, I shot him three times in the head, the sound of the shots reverberating in the alley as he fell dead at my feet. It was at that moment that the young barman appeared, his eyes wide with shock and fear. Bóris and Vladimir quickly picked him up, throwing him at my feet.
''Well, what have we here? A curious little mouse? '' I walked slowly over to him, who was trembling on the floor, and then pointed the gun at him, pushing the hair out of his eyes.
When I saw his green eyes full of fear and tears forming, a perverse pleasure ran through my body. He really was so beautiful, and his fear turned me on in a way that no one else ever had. There was something about his desperation that aroused an uncontrollable hunger in me—a desire to dominate him completely.
''Please don't kill me,'' he begged desperately, his voice almost breaking. ''I won't tell anyone, I promise. I won't say anything to anyone.
His voice, though laced with fear, was incredibly attractive. The soft, desperate tone, mixed with the trembling of her plea, made my body heat up even more. I had never heard a voice so captivating and vulnerable, and this only intensified my obsession.
I felt a shock of obsession wash over me. Why do I feel like I want to see this fragile side of him even more? I want to have him for myself, just for myself. Something was so pure, so breakable, and I needed to be the only one to possess that purity. He needs to be mine, I thought, almost relishing the idea of bending him to my will.
He lowered his head, but I quickly grabbed his chin, forcing him to face me again. The touch of his skin under my hand sent a shiver of pleasure down my spine.
'' Interesting. Can I really trust your words? '' I asked, my tone dripping with sarcasm and sick curiosity.
''Yes, yes, you can. I won't open my mouth to anyone. '' He replied, still desperate.
A sideways smile curled my lips. He was different. His fear and his beauty formed an intoxicating combination, something I had never experienced before. There was an intensity to his desperation and a sparkle in his green eyes that caused an almost electric sensation in my body. Every tremor and every tear that ran down his cheek awakened a relentless need inside me—an insatiable desire to possess him completely. It was as if his vulnerability and his fear were intertwined in a way I had never seen before.
I'd seen many people afraid, but I'd never felt the absolute power it gave me as I did now. With him, fear was not only a manifestation of his dread, but an invitation to a game of domination that I was eager to explore. He was a new form of pleasure, an uncharted territory that challenged and fascinated me. Every time he opened his mouth, his voice wasn't just a plea for mercy, it was a sound that piqued my curiosity and desire. I was determined to explore how far this new sense of control could take me. He would be mine—completely and irrevocably mine.
''Very good. Go back to the bar and continue serving drinks to the customers. But if you open your pretty little mouth, I'll come after you.
He nodded quickly and ran back to the bar. I watched him for a moment, the feeling of power and control over him only intensifying my obsession. The desire to have the boy under my control, to explore him in his purest, most fragile form, was now a burning flame inside me. I couldn't wait to see where this insane attraction would take me.
Bóris and Vladimir approached, both visibly surprised and still processing what had just happened.
“Ma'am, aren't you going to kill him?” asked Bóris, his voice filled with a mixture of concern and curiosity.
I looked at them with a sadistic glint in my eyes, a wide, cold smile curving my lips.
''No, I won't kill him.'' The voice came out as a sharp whisper, but with a frightening certainty. '' He will be mine.
They were both stunned, their eyes wide with shock and confusion. Bóris, still recovering from the impact of the decision, tried to argue:
''But the rules...
I stared at him with a deadly gaze, a coldness so penetrating that it made them both cringe involuntarily.
''Are you questioning my decision?'' My voice was razor sharp, and the cold tone made them both cringe even more.
''No, ma'am.'' They replied in unison, their heads bowed in submission.
I looked up at the sky, watching the moon shine with a silvery glow that seemed to reflect the intensity of my own emotions. A growing smile took over my face as I spoke to them.
''He will be mine, and I want you to investigate everything about him. My little...'' The word came out as a possessive whisper. ''He will only be mine.
The determination in my voice made it clear that my obsession with him was non-negotiable. I was determined to own every piece of his life, explore every aspect of his existence, and dominate him completely. My mind was already buzzing with plans to make him an indispensable part of my domain.
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