Kelvin’s agonised whistles filled the room as Miles kept hitting his body over and over again. His erection had become a piece of mashed potatoes, bleeding profusely in his view.

On the floor next to the bed, Miss Emily sprawled on it, exhausted and spasming slightly from that remnant bliss.

"Kelv, Kelv, Kelv..." Miles called scornfully, pressing the tip of the bloody bat against Kevin’s palpitating heart with a genuinely evil smile on his face.

Kelvin’s heart froze and his already weak bated breath began to increase with a sense of urgency.

"Do you know what happened to Daniel? Didn’t his sudden disappearance raise suspicions in your black-hearted group. Oh right, you guys already sold him out in the first place so he must have not been one of you. Or rather, you’re just a bunch of disloyal friends that turn their backs each other?"

Miles shook his head and facepalmed exasperatedly. He lowered somewhat and then straightened his back, his eyes shifting from the holographic screen to horror filled Kelvin.

He smiled.

"Don’t worry, I didn’t kill him per se. But he sure did wish he was dead when he saw me fucking his mother. His mother’s insistent moaning cry to be fucked, while he could only watch in defeat.

Coupled with the nightmare of the previous night, the damage his mental state suffered might as well be incurable.

How I wish you had a mother too, or a sister. I would have hanged you, roasted you alive, then fuck them before your eyes. Also compared to having your thing smashed, Daniel had his cut several times. Man, you should have heard his horrified cries in the middle of the night as it was as if no one in the world gave a fuck about him. His grandparents were even fucking. Hahaha.

Totally Epic."

Hearing Miles casually explain and narrate how he had dealt with Daniel. Kelvin no longer had any doubt that the person before him was a demon. Perhaps Chris’ scenario was right.

"You’re not Miles. You’re his evil, psychotic twin aren’t you."

Kelvin blurted, his lips quivering with wide eyes as an inexplicable premonition of death overwhelmed him.

"Oh?"

Having halted upon the first statement, Miles felt relieved and amused that Chris could come to such a conclusion.

" Twin? You call me a twin after you bastards slammed me against the wall and pushed me to fall, hitting the wash basin.

As it shattered, I can still remember the sensation of the broken shards piercing through my skull and smearing brain matter on the floor.

How can I remember that if I am a twin?"

Miles smiled sinisterly, whilst Kelvin’s eyes were filled with the ultimate sense of death. He didn’t want to die but he couldn’t put up a struggle either.

In his vision, Miles began smashing his body in a fit of rage and the final thing Kelvin saw was a savage grin as he passed out.

" What a pity, I can’t kill you now in order not to implicate myself. But like I said, I’ll make this life a living hell for all of you. And as for Daniel, I’ll let him recover for a while then kidnap him.

Wouldn’t it be great if I could torture you guys for ten years in a basement or abandoned prison? Hopefully you guys don’t die after the first month."

Filled with sinister intention, he began to clean up the crime scene by first loosening the ropes and cancelling the unseen damage to Kelvin’s body.

Next he used the bathroom and got sucked by Miss Emily after transferring a little bit of aphrodisiac to reinvigorate her body.

By the end of the day, Miles drove out of the estate and dropped Miss Emily at her apartment before booking a cab.

’She’s probably going to take a sick leave tomorrow.’ Grinning at what he did, he left.

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Sinclairs’ Duplex.

This evening was exceptionally lively as Hannah busied herself in the kitchen.

Now that she was the Managing Director and owns 42% in the company’s stakes. She could come and leave any time she wanted.

Smiling as she glanced at the steaming hot pots, she ignored her daughters consistent prob to know why she was cooking each of their favourite meals and even ordering a full roasted pork to host this night’s dinner.

"You want to know? Wait till I’m done." She shushed Josephine away and removed her apron that hugged her sexy, thick, curved waist like an hour glass.

" Right, I almost forgot to tell you that we have a neighbour moving into Mr Marcus’s house."

Cassie who was hanging around the corner quickly told the gist of what she saw.

"Being a playboy in his forties. What do you think? He’s probably knocked up a couple of young girls and they sued him." Hannah said, seemingly disgusted at their neighbour.

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Target: Miss Emily

Age: 28

Status: Single

Circumstances: A penniless good cock is worth more than a pocket full of gold. You buy her clothes? I’ll take them off and fuck her right before your damned eyes

Orgasm: 3]

Ding!

[Appraisal... S Grade Taboo.]

[Rewards...

3000 Taboo Points

+$5000 ]

[Bonus Rewards...

5% Lume Horizon shares

+1 Charm Stats]

[Taboo Points: 8200 Taboo Points.]

’Not bad. At this rate, I should have enough points to purchase a Ballet talent or something.’

Pretending to be focused on his phone screen, Miles summarised his total gains today as he walked through the estate.

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"Wealthy Estate my foot. It’s no fun living here. Look at the neighbourhood. Quiet, not a single soul around, it looks... de—ser—ted—."

Jazmín had just stepped outside, cursing the new neighbour while feeling discontent but froze as she caught a handsome silhouette walking past their house.

Her heart leaped in joy and her eyes were strangely drawn by the part of his face illuminated by the phone screen in his hands.

Following his every movement, she watched him enter the next duplex.

"I have a handsome neighbour?"

Her face lit up with elation not knowing this was going to be her hardest catch.