The CURSED Fate~ No matter what that obsessed creature will hunt.

"the wind blowing dangerously as if making a deadful storm , the speed of the car which the man was driving was just like thunder , his white knuckles showing the visible veins while gripping on steering of car as if it may pop out, - and on the other, the hand was holding a ciggarette where he was calmly smoking while blowing the smoke , when his ciggarette finished he pulled something out from his pocket the revolver, he aimed the revolver at front where the one car was escaping he shooted on the tyre of car where it stopped and the car damaged dangerously, the dangerous man who shoot the car he calmly open his car door, with revolver in his hand just like he is holding a rose, and went near that damaged car and by bending down on his knee level he grabbed the man's hair dangerously and pulled him out, A smirk plastered on his dangerous face yet still looking like a handsome pyschopath , and he signalled his guards to take him to the basement . "No one can escape from me ", his rough voice which he said little low by gazing at sky. "No one" , he said while gritting and with dark orbs. He said as if something else also which he need to claim and for that he will cross any limits, rules and anything.