卍𝚜𝚒𝚡𝚝𝚢.

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November, 2017 





Mikey stares at the skyscrapers outside of his room in the penthouse. He glanced over his bed, saw a woman being tied in his bed, asleep with a gag on her mouth. He traced the holster he is holding with his fingers, waiting for the woman to wake up until he felt her stir and slowly opened her eyes. Purple orbs met his pitch-black ones as he started to make his way towards his bed, his eyes not leaving the sight of the woman. 

"You are awake." he lowly muttered, with his other hand started to brush against her skin, "I've waited for you to wake up," he added when his fingertips reached the woman's face. The woman looked at him straight on his empty dead eyes. Mikey didn't like it a bit. 

"You angry? Furious? Afraid?" he started to ask questions despite the woman being unable to answer because of the gag placed on her mouth. But the woman still did not show any reaction to his every word. Instead, she looked at him, she only looked at him. 

"Kiricchi..." he started to call her name, the name he has been calling her since the time they formally met, "Are you going to leave me as well?" he asked again now slowly taking off the gag on her mouth, tracing her soft bruised lips with his fingertips. Kiriko did not answer. She decided not to talk.

𝙲𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 | 𝙎. 𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙟𝙞𝙧𝙤 | 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓂𝑜.Where stories live. Discover now