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the bad nun

Nun during daylight and assassin during night. This is the life of Sister Stella Morgan. Can Silva change her life?

Black_Spade_1768 · LGBT+
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psychopath

Psychopath

Stella smirk seeing that bitch walk out. They were just the same. Came from dirty canals of city X before interning this place. She has no right to step on her just like that!

A prostitute Vs assassin, who will win?

Stella finished disguise herself as another persona and take a cab to her home where she bring Silva. Her another persona Rosalinda is wanted all over the city so she can't stay with that identity.

she wore sniker's and pink skirt with white t-shirt and a cute pink short wig. Incase if Silva asked about her appearance. She can say that she wanted new look. She was excited to see her ones again. What will be her reaction seeing her fresh with new style?

when she got home. Silva in nowhere to be found. In the bath room, living room, tot even in the kitchen. Stella panic for a while thinking someone take Silva away from her. How dare they! but there's nothing unusual in her place then she spotted the small piece of paper above the table.

She walked towards it. Stella picked it up and read what's written on it.

I'm going out for a while.... Don't worry I found some make-up set in your cabinet. I disguise myself with it. I'll be back tomorrow...

Silva

Stella blood boil. She doesn't know the reason but she suddenly got angry.

"How dare you to leave this place without my permission." she said angrily clenching the piece of paper in her hand. She suddenly got a bad mood and her face is gloomy like a forest without trees. Don't asked what was that mean cos I don't know ether.

The black aura occupied the room till there's no space for light. Stella lay on her bed. The dark is slaying the light till it concur half of the world. She was tossing again and again on the bed. She missed her. She rolled over and over again then she fell down on the bed and hit her head on the floor. Don't worry nothing had happened to her. The cold floor just reminding her that don't thing for someone who don't think about you. Don't love the person who don't deserve too because someone out there truly loves you.

Stella can't sleep. still thinking about Silva. Thinking about her situation now. If she can sleep. If she's thinking of her. If she already ate her dinner.

She was bored and the night seems so long. She closed her eyes and force her self to sleep because she's just a human that needed to rest but Silva's face keeps showing in her mind like someone very important to her. She's just a stranger, how can she be that someone who's important to her? Is she?

Stella noticed the clothes Silva was wearing that night. She took it out from the laundry and sniff it like a dog. no, pervert, a psycho...

"It's so aromatic."she smiled smelling Silva scent from the dress.

It was bitter like iodized salt but with the mix of Sakura perfume.

She wondered what her skin tasted like. is it sweet? Or it's a bitter sweet because of her sweat?

She wanted to have a taste and now she's doing it! In her mind!!! What a psychopath!

she licked every corner of her body owning it while Silva can do nothing but moan and enjoy the pleasure.

Stella holding Silva in both hands to stop her from moving so that she can do whatever she wanted.

The ray of sunrise strike at Stella's eyes when she opened it. It's exact 7:00am in the morning and she's just wake up still holding the piece of cloth.

She sniffed again into it and it gave her the unexplainable feeling. Her day has never been better than today. Just because of Silva scent from this piece of cloth.

"Your back. Where did you go?" the sharp voice sliced Silva's heart. Its so sharp that it can slice even the carbon diamond. Shiny and beautiful, expensive and crystal clear, look fragile but not. Unbreakable but can breakable.

Silva startled when she heard a voice. She was scared how she sound. Farther more, she let go the heavy sighed after knowing it was Stella's voice. Stella was seating one of the chairs. Leg cross. She calmed herself and said,

"You scared me." with a deep sighed. She rise her hand to show Stella what she both. She didn't go to mall for a long time. Now that she's had been set freed, her butt can't just sit and do nothing. She found some wig and makeup set in the drawer. Though she's suspicious how there's such a kind of stuff hidden on the drawer. She chose to think that Stella loved cosplaying anime characters. Well, she otaku too.

"I brought you a present. I hope you'll like it." Then she walked towards her and give her a box.

"I have my first wish."

she did not accept the precent Silva hand over so she put it on the table next to her with her heart racing. Silva nod as answer.

She can hear her heart pumping blood in her chest. It was like there's a drummed in her chest. Beating rapidly creating a loud sound inside her chest. She wondered if Stella could hear it too.

Stella got confused by her response but gathered her voice to speak. She need drink her own saliva and gather strength before speaking.

"I own you." now it's time for Silva to get confused.

what does she mean by that.? though Silva who don't understand what she mean she just nod again. Besides, she can't be a bad person because she saved her. Right? Or she just thought.

"I can't hear you."

Silva don't know if she should be afraid by this woman or what so ever.

"If that's what you want, I'll agree with it." she said in a shy voice with no idea how bad that decision was.