This is weird.
There is no mention of the female I killed...
My mind raced as several thoughts swirled in my head briskly.
How did she survive when her heart is in my stomach?
Or...
Whether this is a trap set up by the police to lure the culprit into their hands?
I need to do something... but I can't be reckless at the same time...
Hahaha!
Interesting. This is what I thirst for...
I am 99% sure that girl is dead but that 1% makes me uncertain as my identity could be exposed if she is still alive, or...
will be exposed if she is under treatment.
Even in the current technological era, it is impossible to heal someone who has lost a vital organ. Although, rumors suggest that the government has been hiding such technology from common people because of overpopulation as people who use magic tend to have higher lifespans but space on the planet is still limited.
As a professional, I have to make sure that all the ends of the deal are met and anyone who sees my face during my working hours dies.
I searched the news on the Television, IntraNet, various articles on different websites but I couldn't find anything new.
I know I am being monitored, thus I can't take any impulsive actions.
After thinking for a while, I had no choice but to plan escape routes in case she was still alive. Trying to hunt her down while she is in Police custody, and me being under surveillance is a suicide mission.
Yes, this is exciting.
But what if this is all a trap?
A professional falling into a cheap trick of Police.
Never.
I would rather jump out of the building right now than fall prey to the fools I have laughed at for years. My pride will be hurt, which I cannot allow.
I slumped back on the couch, in the dimly lit apartment, while watching the news, scrolling through articles on my phone when I suddenly heard my doorbell ring.
Ping!Pong!
"Who is it?" I ask in the microphone of my phone and my voice is transmitted to the person on the door.
"It's Charlotte! Nye's girlfriend. Umm, Could you give me a hand? Please?"
I got up, unlocked the door, and saw a beautiful woman, in her mid-twenties dressed in a black lace-up mini-dress with lacework emphasizing her exquisite cleavage. A sexy short bob cut made her black hair even more attractive and her innocent yet captivating black eyes made her alluring.
I lean forward to look in the hallway, turned my head towards the elevator, and there my neighbor, Nye was lying on the ground.
I didn't need to ask what happened to Nye as from the bottle of alcohol in his hands, I instinctively knew he just drank more than necessary and couldn't control himself after that. Nye has always been like that so without saying a word to Charlotte, I went up to him and strengthened my body with magicules and picked him up like a sack of flesh.
Charlotte is a non-magician and couldn't contain any magicule in her body so it is difficult for a female with normal human strength to drag a man with such a muscular build.
Meanwhile, she opened the door of the apartment next to me without batting an eyelid at the way I was treating her lover.
Such instances have happened before and we both know Charlotte doesn't care about Nye and was only with him for money. She doesn't even hide that fact from me now, as I also don't care much. But she can't just leave her pocket money out in the hallway and sleep in the bedroom right?
"You have powers, why don't you fight in the arenas as well?"
As I was putting Nye on the bed, she asked me with a curious look.
I have shown her that my control over magicules is top-class but she doesn't know my actual capabilities as it also depends on the number of magicules one can store in their body. Further, the fighting capabilities are decided on the skills and spells. Spells are something that I lack, and my most powerful Skills can't be used openly in public as Police would start chasing me. Even then, I have a few Skills to climb my way up the ladder but the higher I climb the more easily my opponents will be prepared to counter them and overpower me with raw strength.
I turned towards Charlotte, our eyes met, "I don't have any skills or spells, unlike Nye with skills specializing in strength."
"Eh? You can buy spells, you know?" She was confused as she probably thought with my level of top-class magicule manipulation, I could use spells more efficiently if I can get them, but beautiful whore Charlotte, I don't have any money as I used up everything on nano-tech clothing.
You should mind your own business, as my tongue is salivating right now, but it's still bearable. You are a lucky piece of bitch.
I would love to feast on your flesh, but Police are watching me right now.
I want to make her pay for intruding in my life unnecessarily. Who does she think she is?
Yes, I am impulsive and I hate those who try to make decisions for my life or even try to suggest life choices that according to them are for the better of me.
I walked and stood right in front of her. As I was still wearing just shorts my upper body was exposed, I could see a faint red blush on Charlotte's face.
Haha, I chuckle.
[Deviant's Grin], A weak hypnosis skill that reduces the mental defenses of the target. And in this case, where Charlotte can't even manipulate magicules, her defenses are already low.
I lean forward, sensually whispered,
"Can I buy you?"
Her eyes opened wide not from my weird question but from not having any repulsion towards the idea of me 'buying' her.
She was not a magician, and manipulating her thoughts to a certain level was like playing with a toddler.
I know the Police are watching me, and probably even listening to me right now with various high-tech devices but this is fine as [Deviant's Grin] only works on the specified target and is very subtle, almost unnoticeable. I know using such a technique on a proper magician or some other powerful race would lead me into trouble, but not Charlotte.
My hot breath tickled her ear and she shuddered ever so slightly... Cute.
"Is it okay for you to not deny my request when your boyfriend is still asleep right in front of you?" Her black irises switched to look at Nye laying on the bed, snoring.
I extended my tongue and traced her earlobes with a long lick.
Her entire body quivered from the feeling of my wet tongue rolling over her slick earlobe.
A professional smile crept up my face...
Exciting! My heart was throbbing! This is how I can punish her for not minding her own business!
Corrupting someone else's female right under their nose.
A trace of rationality came back to Charlotte's mind as her eyes which were becoming cloudy hardened on her boyfriend's figure.
"W-What do you mean?!"
Even though she was using Nye as a piggybank, she has slightly grown attached to him. Even though I proposed I could give her money, she was not a slut to open her legs for just anyone. If she was, she would be working at a brothel. And she knew she would never prostitute herself but as those thoughts churned inside her head...
I 'chuckle' and rationality drowns to the bottom of the sea, her cheeks flushed and mind imagining scenarios that should never happen.
I could take her now, corrupt her right in front of her boyfriend, but it would be difficult to face consequences as tomorrow she will regain her rationality. She would blame me for taking advantage of her when she was drunk and even use Nye against me or she might as well go to the Police and Police would agree with her that she was slightly drunk as they are already watching us, and they will have enough evidence to put me behind the bars.
"Goodbye." I turned around and left.
But my heart thumped with the idea of doing Charlotte in front of Nye while he was asleep. With the excitement of the possibility of getting caught, my insane mind felt accomplished.
Too bad, it was not the time to discipline unruly bitches.