5

I was sitting in the living room, waiting for the serial murderer to come out and say something.

"Oh, where's that?" says the narrator. I screamed, and suddenly someone held my waist, and he was between my thighs, causing my cheek to become red and warm.

"You may open your eyes now," he whispered, kissing my abdomen, and it seemed as though I had been correct to be apprehensive about opening my eyes in the first place.

Perhaps a large cut or wart will appear on his face in the future!

Oh, my God!

"I really don't want to," I replied, and he kissed me on the lips and the bridge of my nose.

My face has not been harmed in any way. "But I already have a mask," he pointed out, and I closed my left eye and turned out the lights in response. I couldn't see his face since it was still dark, and I was crawling to get closer.

"Please have my glasses brought to me," I requested. After that, he put something on and I blinked.

I'm able to see, but it's quite dark.

"Why?" He inquired, then compelled me to sit on his lap, where he touched my long hair.

"Nothing," I muttered as I wrapped my arms around her and scented her hair, which was a little chilly. Perhaps he has a knack for taking showers.

"Does today happen to be Monday?" As a result, I begged him to keep his hands away from my hug with him.

"Yes, but why?" He responded by kissing the nape of my neck, which caused my hair at the nape of my neck to grow back.

A hum can be heard from him when I refer to him as "Serial Killer."

What number should I use to reach you? "With the exception of the serial killer?" I asked him a question and then rested my head on his shoulder.

He chuckled, then softly squeezed the bridge of my nose, and I was transfixed by the expression on his face.

Despite wearing a mask, he appears to be a recognizable face.

I can make out the tip of his nose and the corners of his lips.

I was swept up by nothing in a short period of time.

After all, she has a figure that would make a Calvin Klein model envious.

It took me by surprise when he saw me gazing at his face and an ugly grin came on his lips. "You may call me mon," he added, and I couldn't believe it when he said it.

"You think I'm very hot, don't you?" As I attempted to rise up, he just grabbed my hand and I leaned back against his thigh, my eyes tightly shut.

Every time I sit on this chair, I get achy.

"You're also very hot, blow," he added, biting the back of my ear. And a faint whimper erupts from the corners of my mouth.

I bit my lower lip really hard and squeezed it shut.

This mouth of mine is a minefield of danger!

"Hmm. "It's good," he muttered, as I felt the warmth of his aner puncture between my thighs even more.

"Can you tell me about your hobby?" He asked me a question and then rubbed my back.

"God is a D-drawing and painting artist." He kissed the back of my neck after I stopped him from massaging my thigh.

Are you ready? I responded with a question, then tightened my grasp on his arm.

He said, "Killing people," and then he laid his hand back down on the table, without even bothering to remove his nose that was resting on my neck.

With every caress he gives me, my hair begins to recover once again.

"You're so hot," he whispered as he licked the back of my neck and I closed my eyes in response.

"Can you tell me how you came to know my name?" I asked him a question, then turned to face him and looked him in the eyes.

She took a deep breath and blinked.

He kissed both of my cheeks, then moved closer to his face and hit both of our noses.

He said that when your brother yelled your name, and he licked the inside of my cheek.

I was correct in my assessment of what he did, and he seemed amused by my facial expression.

"You look crazy, but I like it," he said as he caressed my thighs, and I closed my eyes until he kissed me again on my lips, until his lips went down to my chin, and his last destination was my neck, where he sucked it like he owned every part of my body. "You look crazy, but I like it," he said as he caressed my thighs, and I closed my eyes until he kissed me again on my

As I let out a quiet groan, he continued to play the fire with such skill that it eventually drew my attention on television with another news broadcast or breaking news.

Human remains were discovered in a freezer at a well-known university in Laguna, thought to have been placed there by the deceased. The remains included eyeballs and kidneys that had been removed, as well as the same body part with incisions and other obnoxious items, all of which were removed. Anyone who notices any unusual activity near the location should contact me immediately." He shielded my eyes as he helped me settle down on the sofa when the television abruptly shut off.

"Are you engaged in the dead that have been spotted at school?" "I-are you involved in the dead that have been seen at school?" I asked him a question, and then his hand caressed my cheek and went down to my neck, and I resisted.

"What if I did?" He inquired, and I responded with a grin and a hug. Afterwards, he gently pulled me away from him and went away till I heard the main door close behind him.

I signed my name and closed my eyes, allowing my system to rest for a bit.

So I went to the police and stated that I had been raped by a serial murderer who was threatening me, and they investigated. Know what I'm saying? He attempted to murder me one day because he was weary of me, and he did it in the same way he was doing to his victim.

"What the hell is going on?" The eye mask that I've been wearing for the past few days gets removed as I mumble and lean my head back on the couch.

Hey, did you make a mistake? Is there anyone here? "Canina, bat ka missing kanina?" Someone speaking in a familiar voice caught my attention and I was shocked. Julian was the one.

"H-hey?" "I inquired while staring at them." What method did they use to get in? Did they happen to spot the serial murderer at his residence? Is he present? What happens if he does harm to my friends?

"Hey! You appear to be a complete moron. "Do you have diarrhea?" says the doctor. Jorkie inquired, his face contorted in amusement, and I merely smiled as I headed to the kitchen and prepared the coffee and juice.

You didn't mention you were going, did you? "I was also feeling ill, so I didn't force myself to come in," I explained before handing up my concoction.

"We were concerned about you, especially because of your appearance. "Are you certain you're all right? " Julian inquires, his gaze fixed on my neck.

"Don't worry people, I'm OK," I say, covering my neck with my hands and laughing miserably. You shouldn't trouble yourself with it any longer. Oh, what time is it, exactly? "Do you want to eat here?" I inquire, then proceed to the refrigerator. Think I've been going without lunch or breakfast for an extended period of time?

"Thank you, blow, but we only want to meet you. " "You're just going to come in tomorrow, right?" Jorkie mumbled something, and I smiled and escorted them to the front door of the home.

I have the distinct impression that someone is keeping an eye on me at all times. Perhaps a number of settlements. It's a major source of frustration. I'll miss him for a while, but I'll be sure to do the right thing the next time. But I'm hoping he hasn't shown up yet.

"Be on your guard, fellas!" My words were interrupted by Julian's car driving away, and I waved to him and Jokie. I arrive with a smile on my face.

"B-blew!" I halted the process of closing the gate and instead opened it again. When I saw his face, I broke into a broad smile.

"Emon?" I enquired of Naman, who approached me with a kind grin on his face.

"It sounds wonderful, but if you call, I prefer emon," he said with a grin.

When he chuckles like that, he appears to be amusing.

"Can you tell me what brought you here?" As soon as I inquired, the gate was opened, and he was welcomed into the home.

I'm strolling beside him when I realize he's looking at me as we pass through Mama's garden. I stop and look at him.

"I heard you're missing, and you know," he said until I escorted him to the living room and shut the door behind me.

That's fine, thank you. Of course, you're only looking for a place to eat? "I don't have anything with me," I explained, to which he responded with a smile and nod. "

"Can you tell me what you'd like to eat?" I inquired since he gave me a kind grin.

"Anything, but I'd prefer to eat you," he replied, causing me to squint a little.

"What?" I said, my voice cracking with laughter.