The Shiny Gun

A few drops of water were sliding on his white chest. He was gently rubbing his neck with the palm of his right hand. He was in severe pain all over his body. He rubbed his face with the palms of both his hands. He opened his dark eyes and began to absorb the drops of water falling from the roof into his eyes. After a while, he turned off the shower faucet. And he picked up the black towel in the washroom and wrapped it around his waist. And with the other towel around his neck, he opened the door and went out. He came out of the washroom and started walking towards the closet, drying his hair with a black towel. And he opened the door of the closet and took out his clothes. He put the clothes on the bed and sat there.

And her light wet hair was trying to hit his black eyes. A few drops of water were still glistening on his golden neck. The black towel was still wrapped around his waist.

He picked up his black pants from the bed and slowly began to wear them. After putting his pants on his feet, he opened the towel with his other hand and threw it on the bed. And the hook of the pants chain began to stick. And then he picked up the blood red shirt from the bed and started putting his hands in the sleeves of the shirt. He gently jerked both his shoulders and straightened his shirt. 

His wet hair was coming up to his eyes. Water dripping from his hair was sliding down his face and into his neck. A few drops of water were absorbed in his black shirt. He rolled up his sleeves and buttoned his shirt, looking at his shirt. His shining black eyes were lost in thought. The black shirt looked very attractive on his white body. After buttoning his shirt, he rolled up his cuffs and slowly pulled up his sleeves. Then he turned and slowly started walking towards the balcony. And he went and stood on the glass balcony. The cold wind was blowing against his white body. In his shirt, when the wind began to enter through the rustle. So the shirt slowly hit his white body. His black shiny hair was slowly hitting his forehead. He was standing on the balcony of his house made of his own glass. The walls of his entire house were made of black glass.

His wet hair was slowly drying up because of the cool air. And began to walk slowly on his forehead. Dressed in black, he put both his hands in the pockets of his black pants and stood silently looking at the dark night. Slowly he was blinking his dense eyelids. The water that flowed down her beautiful neck was shining brightly due to the light of the moon. He opened his mouth a little and took a deep breath. He turned slowly and began to open his cigar box, which was placed on a table by the side of the bed. 

And he extended his left hand towards the box. And he took out a cigar and stuck it in his lips. He picked up the black lighter in front of him and turned on the lighter. And the cigar started burning. And as soon as the cigar was lit, he turned off the lighter with a jerk. And he took the cigar in his mouth and began to inhale it. And his eyes were fixed on his cigar. He started walking slowly towards the glass wall again. Where there was a balcony door. 

And as he left, he put his left hand in the side pocket of his pants. And a cigar was stuck in the fingers of his right hand. As he walked towards the door, he took his left hand out of his pocket and opened the door. And on the way to the balcony, he again put his left hand in his side pocket. He was slowly removing the puffs of cigar smoke from his mouth. The thick smoke of a cigar was spread in front of his eyes.

He kept feeling the cool air for a while. He had a deep smile on his face. He turned and walked slowly into the room and he went to a wall of his room and put his hand in one corner of it, and a light came out of that wall. That light was scanning his hand. As soon as it scanned his hand, the lock of this beautiful wall was unlocked. There was a smile on Alexander's lips. The wall began to slide to one side. There was a big room across this wall. Which was dipped in black color. And the walls were decorated with guns. And the lights were burning all around them.

There was also a large table and luxurious chairs around it. Extremely beautiful lights were burning on the roof.

He walked into the room. And he went to another wall and stood there. A light came out of this wall. That light was scanning his right eye. After scanning it, the door also opened to one side. And the scene inside would enchant anyone. A faint blue light was burning inside. The most beautiful and expensive guns in the world were kept there. And all were kept in beautiful glass boxes. He walked in and stood by a box of guns. The box contained a gleaming, gorgeous gun.

He opened this beautiful glass box. And he pulled out a gun that was extremely attractive.

He loved this gun. And then he stuck his gun on the gun belt. So he turned around and started to leave the room. As soon as he left his room, the door closed and locked automatically. The wall was open only to Alexander's prints. And if someone else tries to open it, the wall will lock itself. And then it doesn't open at all. Only Alexander could open it. Alexander also put a password on it that only he knew. He had a smile on his face. He started walking out of his room.