1 PROLOGUE

"What the fuck, Fred. Why do you keep doing this to me?" She asked him, trying to maintain her composure but completely shaken within.

"What do you mean, my love?" He started in that gentle and composed voice that made her think completely upside down. He continued, "I've done nothing wrong to y—"

"Ofcourse", she cut him off, " Of fucking course, Fred. You've never done anything wrong to me, have you? But have you ever stopped to think of the lives of those beautiful girls that have been killed by your bare hands, huh? " She said, tears already flowing down her face freely. She already looked weak as her face was pale white. Different emotions ran through her mind. First of all, she was utterly scared. She was torn apart and heart broken. She was furious at the man standing in front of her and then, finally, she was embarrassed as passers-by stared at her, there, in front of a restaurant and in tears.

She continued, "Haven't you ever stopped to think of how you would feel if I was one of those girls and someone else had treated me the way you did and will always do"

" Elle, let's not do this now—" he said, looking away from her. " Oh, but Fred, it's got to be now" she said, so softly. She was tired of this situation. She was tired of seeing young girls being maltreated by her own boyfriend.

She felt for the girls and most of all, it made her feel completely insecure whenever she was around him.

"We've got to make a conclusion right now! I've warned you so many times about this, Fred. I even went to the fucking extent of threatening you but you just seemed unmoved " she paused, trying to catch her breath.

She was so scared of talking now but what had to be done has to be done. He turned back to her, probably expecting her to say more. To tell at him, like she always does but it seems she's gonna end that now.

She continued, "Which is why I've decided—" she let out a sigh. She was so fucking scared. She knew Fred loved her. Oh, how he loved her but she still had a feeling that she might not like his reaction towards this decision of hers.

She continued, "Which is why I've decided to end this relationship" she closed her eyes.

" Oh, you must obviously be joking Elle. You can't seriously be breaking up with me" he said, reaching out for her hands.

" I'm dead serious, Fred" she said, her eyes still closed. She was damn scared. She made this decision last night when she saw his latest victim on the news. She had been one of those stubborn ones and Fred hated stubborn girls so he had killed her in the most inhumanly way possible. She bit her lip as she remembered the girl's face. She had been so beautiful—wouldn't expect less from Fred, would you? —but she wasn't ready to lose her virginity to a 30-year old.

No one knew who killed her and the rest of those girls. No one knew who raped those girls, not even the cops. But she knew and had always known that her boyfriend, Fred O'Neill was a fucking criminal.

How she knew wasn't far fetched. Fred wasn't as smart as the police thought him. He always left his special signature on every of his victims which was the exact same tattoo behind his neck. He left this signature behind his victims'ear.

She opened her eyes and looked up at him. His electric green eyes boring into her. His whole demeanor had changed, though.

"I'm s—" she was saying but was cut off as Fred began squeezing  her hands dangerously. Fucking painful but Fred always seem to forget that she was an FBI agent. The FBI agent who had been keeping his secret safe and was yet to hand him over.

"Fred, what are you doing?" She asked in a daring tone.

" You can't leave me, Elle. You just..... Can't. We were made for each other. You are mine and mine alone and I've always told you that I'll do anything for you... Even kill. And I mean it" he said, dangerously.

Yep, he totally forgot that she was an FBI.

" Fred, leave me alone" she said through her teeth. She wasn't about to make a scene there.

He chuckled. "You know, I always knew that one day, you would turn against me and betray me just because you work for them" he said with venom in his tone.

Great, he remembered.

" Fred, leave me the fuck alone" she yelled and with a swift movement, she had her hands freed. She was breathing heavily but there was a safe distance between them already.

"Never ever touch me that way again" she said, pointing a finger at him.

" We're done and that's it" she finally turned to leave but stopped when he said, "I'll be back for you Danielle and I will get you but I'll never stop treating those girls the way I do. Hope you get that"

She sighed and closed her eyes. Fucking criminal. He wasn't going to stop. Without turning back, she said over her shoulder, "And I hope you get caught, motherfucker"

And with that, she left  him there, in front of their favourite restaurant.