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Toxic Yen
#WritcoStoryPrompt43
The scandal could ring the death of his career. The naked woman in his bed lay with unseeing eyes staring at him. He stood over her with a knife in his hand and no memory of who she was or why he had killed her...
"Damn," He dropped the bloody knife on the carpet, tearing his eyes away from the lifeless body. " Why does this keep happening?"
And in a hotel this time? Someone could definitely find out.
He ambled to the bathroom and locked the door. Splashing water on his face and brushing his hair back, he stared at his image in the mirror.
His perfectly chiseled jawline and sharp crimson eyes. A pointed nose and jett black hair, dyed red at the back, that summed up the breathtaking equation.
He looked at his trembling hand once again and muttered, "What's happening to me?"
I'm losing it. I'm losing it. I'm losing it-
The phone rang, and he...
The scandal could ring the death of his career. The naked woman in his bed lay with unseeing eyes staring at him. He stood over her with a knife in his hand and no memory of who she was or why he had killed her...
"Damn," He dropped the bloody knife on the carpet, tearing his eyes away from the lifeless body. " Why does this keep happening?"
And in a hotel this time? Someone could definitely find out.
He ambled to the bathroom and locked the door. Splashing water on his face and brushing his hair back, he stared at his image in the mirror.
His perfectly chiseled jawline and sharp crimson eyes. A pointed nose and jett black hair, dyed red at the back, that summed up the breathtaking equation.
He looked at his trembling hand once again and muttered, "What's happening to me?"
I'm losing it. I'm losing it. I'm losing it-
The phone rang, and he...
