Chapter 3

• ZERO
• I've always seen her from afar, never so close. I've always thought her beautiful, but coming so close to her, even with the fear in her eyes, she looks gorgeous.
• Damn, her face and body should be fucking outlawed.
• No woman should ever have a face like that, the curves she has. She was dressed like a fucking old maid, but fuck if that did shit to hide her curves.
• Fucking hourglass perfect shape.
• I forced my eyes away from her body and stared at the bastard who had stepped away from her and stared at me like I was the stranger.
• Asshole doesn't know shit.
• "Get away from her." I groaned, trying to act fucking civil for the first time in a damn long time.
• What I want to do is drag him close and punch his damn nose, break his fucking jaw and leave his freaking face reconstructed.
• "Hey, who do you think you are to try and tell me what to do!?"
• "Step the fuck away, man, or your family will be paying morgue fees very soon."
• Bastard turned to the shocked woman, "Do you know this psycho, honey?"
• She was on the verge of shaking her head but one look at my face must have made her rethink the gesture.
• She didn't say or do anything.
• As for me....?
• "Call her honey again, and fucking loose a leg."
• "How dare you!? Who the hell do you think you are!?" Bastard is pissed.
• I was almost in rage. My fucking fingers tickled. They wanted to pull a trigger, hopefully on the bastard's brain.
• I started reaching for my gun. Gotta feel so fucking good to take a leg from that bastard. I'm gonna shoot in the big toe, so he'll have a fucking limp for the rest of this short damn life.
• Lani chose that moment to jerk herself to movement at that moment. She turned to dickhead, "Please leave, Jonathan, we will speak later."
• Dickhead was surprised that Lani chose me over him, and for a moment he was ready to protest and hesitate.
• But, Lani gently held his shoulder and urged him towards the door. I raised my eyes and dared the bastard to say more but Lani was able to coax him through the door and close it.
• Fina-fucking-lly. We are alone.
• Just the way I goddamn wanted it.
• My eyes roamed over the girl and my cock jerked angrily. Fuck, I've not be so goddamn turned on by a woman this fast just by running by damn eyes from her body.
• She shifted uncomfortably from one foot to another under my scrutiny.
• "Do you want to by flowers?" She asked softly, her voice a fucking dream now that it's directed to me.
• I want to shove her to a wall, push her to her knees, stuff my thick cock through her lips and watch her choke and gag as she takes it deep.
• Goddamn cock was now painfully hard and poking onmy damn zipper. Shit.
• I adjusted myself, watching her carefully. Her eyes never strayed past my face. She has ni fucking clue.
• "D-Do you want flowers?" She repeated.
• "What are they for?"
• Her eyes widened like saucers like she couldn't believe I just asked such question. I was fucking serious, though.
• I ain't got no fucking garden to decorate like a ninny, so why in Judas's fuck would I want a flower?
• "You really don't know what they are for?" She asked incredulously.
• "I ain't got no garden." I stated.
• "Oh. B-But you can give it to a woman you care about. I-It can be u-used as a gift. Y-You can also use it to express feelings like l-love."
• I cocked my head to the side and wondered. Would it be weird if I buy the flowers, give it to her and express my lust?
• "No, I don't want flowers today." I decided.
• I gritted my teeth when I thought of how many men that comes in here pretending to buy goddamn flowers just to see her face and lust after her body.
• They. Will. All. Die. If. I. Get. Them.
• "You don't want f-flowers? W-What do you want?" She shifted uncomfortably.
• I can make a goddamn list that starts with shoving my tongue into her sweet mouth and end with her on her back and my cock deep inside her sweet lush body.
• Instead, I took a step closer to her.