The Grand Pearl (2)

The woman, known for her love for sex, money and both was lying on her own bed, dead. It was a 'fair' death- one that came while doing what she enjoyed, pursuing what she wanted.

Adrian turned back to the naked corpse lying on the bed. Her face was still purple from his strangles, eyes still filled with terror and hopelessness.

"Thank you for the information." He glided one of his hands through her smooth thigh to her lower abdomen, until his index finger dug into her navel.

Her body had already begun to release heat, getting colder and colder every moment.

"The gentleman I am, I can't leave you in such a disgraceful condition, can I?" He began to push his finger deeper and deeper. The cave on her abdomen began to take the shape of an abyss.

Soon, every single millimetres of his finger was inside her, but no blood came out.

"Farewell." He removed his finger.