He was greatly feared and killed in the dark. No one had ever seen his face since it was always covered by a skeleton-like mask.
"I still think it's too early," Skylar replied. Standing from the couch, she walked back into her room.
"I'll go then," Raymond muttered. Giving Alice a last glance, he walked out of the mansion and into his red Rolls-Royce, which sped off in seconds.
KURZ VILLA
The whole villa screamed wealth, and the smell of luxury lingered as everything looked beautiful and outstanding, including the guards.
The villa was made of fine building materials and painted in black and white. It had a mermaid water fountain, a beautiful garden filled with various pretty flowers, a small courtyard made of silver-like wood, and the ground was beautifully arranged with golden-like concrete. But that was just the outside.
Inside, the villa looked like paradise. The floors were so clean you could see your reflection on them. A silver glass chandelier hung high in the living room. The staircase was made of gold, and the seats around had golden embroidery.
Just then, a man who looked like he was in his mid-twenties showed up. He had messy brown hair and wore loose black joggers and a black sleeveless shirt that showcased his muscular arms.
He ran his hands through his messy hair as he walked down the stairs, his green eyes moving around until he spotted who he was looking for.
"Ray," he called out, a smile appearing on his pepper-red lips.
"Dude, are you just getting out of bed now?" Raymond asked.
"Yep, I've got no work to do," Warren nodded.
"No job? Linda sent some files—"
"Just tell me about Skylar," Warren cut in.
"She agreed, though she said a contract marriage," Raymond informed.
"It's fine by me," Warren replied, a sparkling glint of happiness in his eyes.
"Do you know how hard I had to exaggerate? I claimed you as the world's youngest billionaire."
"I am," Warren bragged.
"Hey, you're not the only one," Raymond said.
"Whatever, thanks, by the way," Warren smiled.
"You're very much welcome," Raymond smiled back.
"Linda sent this. Since you didn't come to the office, you have to sign it here. And oh, your meetings have been rescheduled to—"
"Can we go on a date?" Warren asked out of the blue, cutting Raymond off.
"Date?" Raymond repeated, confused.
"I and Skylar, can we go on a date tomorrow?" he repeated.
"You were thinking about a date with Skylar this whole time?" Raymond asked.
"Yeah," Warren smiled.
"Did you hear anything I said?" Raymond asked again.
"Were you saying something?" Warren asked back while Raymond stared at him frustratingly.
NOON ∞ BROWN MANSION
Skylar sat on her bed with a small book that looked like a diary, but it actually contained sketches on ways to kill people.
Using a pencil, she ticked a drawing that showed a woman holding a metal rod.
"Damn, that was satisfying," she mumbled, remembering how she had almost beaten the boys to death.
"Running out of sketches, need to make more," she muttered, setting the book aside as she lay face up on her bed.
"Warren Kruz, huh?" she mumbled as she shut her eyes, the light in her room still on.
WALTER MANSION
"Hola, people!" Alice called as she walked into their mansion.
"Hey, Alice," one of the maids called.
"How are you, Gi? Where's mom?" Alice asked.
"She's in the study," Gina informed.
"K," Alice smiled, rushing upstairs to her mom's study.
∞∞∞∞∞
"Mommy," Alice called, hugging Mrs. Tina from behind.
"My angel," Mrs. Tina called, kissing Alice's hair.
"What happened at the Browns that made you so excited?" Mrs. Tina asked.
"You won't believe it, Skylar is—" Alice was saying when her mom's phone rang.
"Mommy will talk to you later," Mrs. Tina replied. Taking her phone, she walked out of the study, leaving a sad Alice alone.
"Alone again," Alice sighed, walking to her room.
It had always been this way since Mr. Walter's death. Mrs. Tina struggled to take care of herself and her daughter, but she finally made it big. However, she never had time for her child.
Though mother and daughter were still close, Alice wished Mrs. Tina could have more time for her.
NEXT MORNING
"Skylar Brown, come to the principal's office. Now," the principal, Mrs. Felicia's voice boomed through the hallways and classroom speakers.
Skylar, who had her head down, looked up when she heard her name. Standing up, she headed for the principal's office, a small smirk appearing on her lips.
PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE
Skylar just stared boredly at the slightly overweight woman sitting on the opposite side of the table, who kept throwing words out of her mouth.
"Why would you do that to people's kids?" Mrs. Felicia questioned.
"It was just a mere warning," Skylar stated.
"A warning? One is in a coma, and you literally broke the other's bones!" Mrs. Felicia yelled.
"They're still alive, aren't they?" Skylar asked.
"Skylar Brown, this is your last warning. The next time you harm a child from this school, you'll be expelled," Mrs. Felicia stated.
"K. I'll go then," Skylar muttered. Standing from the seat, she headed for the door when Mrs. Felicia muttered under her breath.
"I wonder why they send a psycho to school."
Slowly, Skylar turned to her, a very small smile appearing on her lips.
"What did you call me?" she asked.