𝕾𝕴𝕹𝕴𝕾𝕿𝕰ℝ 2 🖤 - by Adanne 💕 Chisom 🌺

READER DISCRETION Sinister contains disturbing content, and some gory scenes that may not be suitable for all readers. Please Read with discretion. “You sure you wanna know?” I asked, smirking. “Can you answer the question?” the prosecutor snapped. “I told you, I hate it when someone yells at me. Or do you wanna be silent forever? I know different ways to make you disappear from this world. You can ask the dead dude.” She shivered. Who wouldn’t? I looked at the judge. The daft man didn’t say anything. He dared not. I grinned again. “Get me water first,” I requested, yawning. Damn . I'm suddenly craving for pizza and soju . Judge Bush quickly pushed his bottle of water toward me. “Oh, my darling husband.” I smiled. “Yeah, I remarried after that dead dude divorced me.” Our eyes met, and I snickered. I opened the cap of the water bottle. Just as I took a sip , shit, I choked. I had just remembered something. “Damn!” I screamed. “What is wrong?” the prosecutor asked. “I killed him the wrong way.” The court gasped. “What do you mean?” she asked, her voice trembling this time. “Bitch, relax. You ain’t even related to the dead dude. You guys only fucked once, so stop acting that way.” She was embarrassed, and I liked it. Everyone was literally shocked at the reveal Well, who wouldn't? When I told you guys that son of a hoe deserved to die, you thought I was joking.Man literally slept with everything under the skirt. “I just remembered a different way I should have killed him. But because I was in a hurry…” I paused. “Damn!” I hit my hand against the table. Noise erupted throughout the courtroom. “Can you just shut your fucking trap?” I yelled at the motherfuckers. “Anyways, after killing him, I…” I demonstrated with my hands. “How could you comfortably do that?” the silly prosecutor interrupted. Damn. She asked too many questions. “It was easy. In case you don’t know, I once worked at a butcher shop, so everything was quick and easy " I paused. I looked around sinsterly I gave the dead dude's mother the middle finger .. I shook my head. I continued. “I can still remember the colour of my bathroom. So reddddd.” I smiled. “I loved the colour.” I could hear that bitch crying. And I loved it. Her tears were so beautiful I wanna see more of those lovely tears . Over over and over again But wait I haven't even told them what I did with his body Or Have I ?

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