WThe sound of gunshot rang out as she halted. " Mother Agatha, please speak up", the sound of whimpering coming from the other end of the line. Fear swallowed her whole being as she heard the gunshot through the phone. " God please, driver could you please drive faster than this-". " Am really sorry mam but this is the fastest I can't exceed this". The driver apologized soberly looking at her coloured drained face wondering what had spooked her.
Chapter 1 1
Rodrigo
Italy
The sound of gunshot rang out as she halted. " Mother Agatha, please speak up", the sound of whimpering coming from the other end of the line. Fear swallowed her whole being as she heard the gunshot through the phone.
" God please, driver could you please drive faster than this-". " Am really sorry mam but this is the fastest I can't exceed this". The driver apologized soberly looking at her coloured drained face wondering what had spooked her.
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I stare at the nun, a bored expression on my face, as she begged for her daughter's life. My patience wearing thin as her beg for plea was beginning to infuriate me, all I want to do right now is pass a bullet through her fucking skull. I just love that red liquid when it flows and gushes out of their bodies, it has a fucking calming effect that turns me on.
I am still wondering how it's possible for a Catholic nun to have a daughter of this age,judging from her looks she should be around the age of twenty to twenty-three, her pale skin looks like she has jaundice. There is no fucking way I would let that thing get close to me. Her organs are better off harvested.
I thought nuns were supposed to be chaste and holy, at least that's what the rumours say. Am not really a church person but at least I know what the bible says about paying back your debt to your neighbors and this nun has refused to adhere to that teaching.
"Agatha how much do you have in there-".i asked as my gaze fell to the bag of money on the table. "Thr-three million sir-". "Just three million and you have the guts to waste my precious time-your time have long expired Agatha so your daughter would pay the price for your laxity. "Please Mr Rodrigo-". She whimpers as she watches me stroll over to the bag of money.
I walked over to the bag of money on the table, setting it ablaze, the fire consuming everything inside the bag. Gaps and muffled screams fills the air. I grin darkly as I watch them both, my patience wearing thin. " I don't need your money anymore Mother Agatha-". I say as I trace the gun over her roughly wrinkled skin, her fear thrilling me, I could feel every bit of it, her fear.
" Please Mr Rodrigo", her daughter whose name was Mira begs softly, her bare shoulders shaking with each sob. "Shut up!". I shot at her grazing her, the bullet grazing her armas she screams . I smirk as the crimson liquid flows out of her arm, staining her yellow dress. Her screams exciting me." Ple-pl-please-". She cry's her eyes pleading for mercy.
" Ah, begging me already?-". It sounds like a thrilling sound in my ears making me want to pass another bullet through her head. If only she wasn't shaking so much I would have been thrilled to let her live at least. Killing instantly brings no fun to me, I prefer them to suffer and beg for death.
I picked up my gun cleaning it once more pointing it at them.'' any last words before I send you to your God".
The door creaked open as a small figure slipped inside, shutting it carefully behind. I turned annoyed at the interruption. My eyes settled on a small frame standing in front of me I marveled at the courage of this little creature.
My eyes accessing her,her red gown and blue sweater. I wonder if she's wearing matching underwear inside. I stared at the petite figure glaring at me and strangely it caused an ache in my loins.
Reaching up, I cup her face with my hands and her lips part parts In shock. I run my thumb over her pale coloured lip, my gaze meeting hers-, as her breath hitches, then she swats my hand away.
I atch my brow in surprise, turning my direction back to the two behind me. " Who is she Agatha". I smile, a smile that didn't reach my eyes. "Speak-". I say firmly as she shivers. " Sh-she's a teacher here sir-".
" A teacher?. I nod my head slightly as I continue accessing her body. " Then I would have her, you can keep your useless daughter". The shock etched on her face was obvious as I watch her gaze go from the burnt pile of money on the floor towards the lady standing there, I already know what her answer would be , deep down am wishing she would refuse so I can blow up her brain and watch her daughter as she scream in agony.
"Am giving you an offer to exchange your daughter with her for the money you have failed to pay up-. Even if you don't agree Agatha, I would still kill you and your daughter and take the girl, so it's either you agree to my demands or-". " i agree, please you can take her I don't care about anything else please". I grin widely, " You surely have made the right choice dear Mother Agatha-". I Pat her back, as I stare at my shocked pet standing behind me.
"What is her name Agatha-". I asked my eyes falling once again on the lady. "Her nam-name is micae-micaela Mr Rodrigo". "Micaela eh-". I rub my gun on her face as she flinches her face covered in sweat. She looks like the obedient type, I like them obedient that way, they wouldn't cause me much trouble, cause if they do I wouldn't hesitate to blow their brains up."please ca-can you allow me speak with her alone". The girl suddenly spoke, her smooth voice thrilling to my ears."and why would I do that-". I frowned looking at her. " Please, I promise not to run". I could feel her lies as she lied through her teeth. "Of course pet you may speak, but any wrong move I would pass a bullet through your fucking skull". I smiled as I stepped outside, pulling my phone out of my pocket, I stared at it, making a few clicks before placing it back. "Make it quick Micaela I would come back for you". Shutting the door, I stepped outside signalling to my guards. Have he spoken".(Speakes in Russian language). "No boss-". (Speaks in Russian language). "That's bad, check for any marking on his body that would signify who sent him, you may leave, I would come alone".( Speaks in Russian language)."yes boss" (speaks in Russian language). I watch as they leave shortly, my gaze cold and calculating. The nuns passed by, their quiet whispers of prayers annoying my ears. It wouldn't hurt if I end up killing them right. I should better go and check on my pet.