A monster

A p-person in the leather bag?

My blood ran cold in my veins, but my eyes didn't move from the unmoving body.

Was he…dead?

With my heart pounding, perspiration forming on my forehead, I glanced at Syl. Not even a single emotion could be traced on his features. But the malice in those dark icy blue eyes sent a chill down my spine.

He was…dangerous.

And I could feel the severity of it in my bones this time.

"Take him to your boss. Give him my message, that if he dares to come between me and my prey, he will face the same consequences as this dog of his," Syl hissed, voice laced with darkness.

With wide eyes filled with terror, those men rushed into their car and left with the unmoving body on the backseat.

I stood frozen in my place.

The blood in his hands back in the gym wasn't his. My doubt turned out to be true. It belonged to that man.

Suddenly his form tensed, slowly and steadily, his head turned towards me. With my heart in my mouth, I moved away from the window before his