Killer
I listen to my brothers speaking, I listen to Venus. But I can't focus.
My mind and my body are absent. It's still stuck in the early hours of the morning replaying the previous hours alone with Beggar. Watching her while she slept.
She resembled a porcelain doll with small cracks, begging to be put together, begging to be saved.
It's no secret that I have lived in luxury. I've lived with riches my entire life. I've never wanted, never needed. Until I left home. Until I decided that I just didn't fit with my brothers and sisters back home in Liston Hills.
I was always different. A fast thinker, sure, but not business minded like my siblings.
I didn't see myself living in a high-rise building, wearing a 5-thousand-dollar suit. I don't see myself as Kevin Stone either, son of bi
