
Until we find an equation. Equally unfortunate. Louis Anderson also has a lover who has 'sleep' syndrome like my Kareen. It's just that it happened five years ago. He said that his girlfriend was now living happily. I have never met him, but I believe when I saw the look on my teacher's face again sparkled after completing the story. That must be a happy ending.
From there I immediately intended to do the same for my Kareen. It only takes a few cups of blood from 7 virgin girls, then my beloved woman will wake up from her long sleep.
Like I said before, anything I'll do as long as Kareen is happy. Since then I have been trying to find girls who are still holy and have never touched any man. But it seems not an easy job. Just so you know, in an age like this looking for a virgin girl is harder than finding a woman at night.
Schoolgirls though not necessarily they are still 'girls'. Even I was stunned when I found a Junior High School student who was almost my victim, was pregnant for five months. Imagine, he was still Junior High??? Whatever he's done until his stomach's stuck like that. It is completely morally broken today.
Then as I was about to give up, Louis Anderson once again offered me a partnership. He'll be happy to help me as long as I give him a fancy apartment. That's cheap stuff. I agree directly.
And since then, all my plans have gone almost perfectly. It's almost perfect if those two jerks don't mess with my hiding place. I'm honestly very upset right now. I was angry because they were too involved in my business. I would love to hit those two heads with a machete already in my grasp.
Until suddenly my phone shook and I got the news that my papa had just been in an accident. Of course I immediately darted to meet him. Am I not a good boy?
Fuck those two creatures. I can clean up later. What matters is that I've moved my Kareen to safety.
An hour has passed since I received the call. I'm grateful that my dad didn't have a bad injury. Just a slight bump in the head meant he had to undergo several surgeries. He will recover soon. Must recover. Because he still hasn't endorsed me as his heir.
After that I went straight back to the villa. This time I will not forgive the stalkers if they dare to tear the house apart. And as per my estimation, the two intruders have left. The proof of the black sedan car that was originally parked behind the bushes has now disappeared.
Goddamn bum!!! They managed to figure out all my plans. Judging from the back door of the damaged house, it was certain that they had visited the secret room. And that means, they have also seen 'something' that they should not have seen.
This can't be allowed. Their mouths should be closed immediately before spreading unnecessary chatter. Should I bury those two bastards? Let them rest in peace.
Good idea!!! Oh yea…. Coincidentally tomorrow there will be a work tour to the campground. It seemed like the perfect moment to execute them and give them a comfortable burial ground.