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KASIM

“I'm more than just an option (hey, hey, hey)

Refuse to be forgotten (hey, hey, hey)

I took a chance with my heart (hey, hey, hey)

And I feel it taking over . . .”

I n the dimly lit dungeon, Kasim paced back and forth while Drake's "Find Your Love" played in his background.

His heart was torn between missing the woman who touched his soul and hating her for abandoning him.

He growled, and the sound echoed off the walls as he clenched his fists.

Memories of her angelic face haunted him, but they were overshadowed by the pain she had inflicted.

He despised her for making him feel, for awakening emotions he thought he'd never experience. Right now, he wanted to strangle her with his bare hands. He wanted her to feel the pain he was feeling but in a physical form.

Dallas had no idea what she had done. Because he couldn't get to her, he was gonna take it out on whoever walked through the door. This was the only way to release his anger and lift the tension of the world from his shoulders.

For the first time, the one girl he wanted, the girl he was expecting to choose love, chose to run back home to her nigga.

Kasim could only imagine what Dallas and Big Boy were doing with the hundred grand.

Thoughts of them on a vacation making love in the white sands crossed Kasim's mind repeatedly.

It enraged him to think of Dallas showering her boyfriend with love.

Unable to take the pain of his thoughts, Kasim walked over to his dresser and pulled out his black box. He walked over to take a seat on the chair and set the box down in front of him. On cue, the door latch popped, and a sinister smile spread on Kasim's face.

Horace stepped inside followed by who Kasim assumed was a winner because this was their first encounter.

"Mr. Kasim, this is Haylen. She's a winner that was sent by your father."

"I don't have to take the money. Please, can I just go," Haylen cried, looking in Kasim's direction.

"Good looking, Horse ." Kasim purposely fucked up his name.

Horace nodded once, ignoring Kasim's sarcasm then stepped out of the door.

Kasim took his original seat, ignoring Haylen’s small whimper. She was eyeballing Kasim even through her tears. This told Kasim that she was one of those freak type chicks and it disgusted him.

“If I fuck you, will you just let me leave?”

Just like I thought .

Kasim shook his head, chuckling to himself.

“I’ll tell you what. You let me nail you to the cross and I’ll let you go.”

“Sure.” Haylen quickly replied with excitement. She knew exactly what the statement meant because she’s been around the block quite a few times.

What transpired in the establishment was pretty weird but she was gonna make the best out of it. After fucking Kasim then being let free Haylen was gonna go straight to the authorities. This had to be extortion. She won on the slots fair and square so she deserved every dollar she earned.

“Get naked then get against the wall.” Kasim instructed.

Haylen quickly peeled out of her clothing and headed over to the old pale wall.

She leaned back trying hard to be sexy but Kasim’s awkward stare was making things hard.

She could barely see his eyes but his silhouette from the candle flicker assured her he was looking dead at her.

“Put both arms against the wall and twirl your hips.” Kasim added, watching the desperate look on Haylen’s face.

She pinned herself against the wall then began rotating her slender hips.

“Like this daddy?”

“Just like that baby.” Kasim bent down, retrieved the black box then placed it in his lap.

When he opened the box his eyes lit up as if he had struck gold.

He pulled the object from the box then wasted no time taking aim.

This was the most exciting part of the whole Kingly demise.

His dick grew hard and a treacherous smile crept upon his face.

In the short distance Haylen could see an object in Kasim’s hand that pointed in her direction.

She continued to rock her hips back and forth while her arms were pinned against the wall.

The sound of a strap being released then a sudden sting from her wrist made Haylen look over.

It’s like she could hear her own flesh being ripped open.

Before she could react to the realization of her arm being forcefully pinned against the wall, the same sound and feeling made her body jerk.

Haylen’s other arm was now forcefully pinned against the wall and that’s when she realized she had two bow and arrows lunged into her flesh.

Blood began pouring down her arms and the excruciating pain caused her to scream. She couldn’t move.

Kasim’s huge frame appeared from the darkness like a night crawler.

Haylen’s eyes opened wide with fear because he now wore a pair of cold dark eyes that resembled a killer.

He was holding the bow and arrow down to his side as if he succeeded.

His head leaned to the side with a sarcastic smile of satisfaction on his face.

“You're a sick bastard!” Haylen tried hard to pull her arms free.

“You wanted to be nailed to the cross right?” Kasim released a laugh that sent quivers throughout her entire body. This wasn't any type of joke because she was bleeding profoundly.

"If I make it out of here your ass is going to jail!

You sick son of a bitch!" Haylen screamed with all the energy she had left.

Hearing the word jail sent Kasim into yet another rage.

He lifted the bow and arrow, imagined Dallas' pretty face then sent one into the middle of her head.

The arrow successfully landed killing her instantly.

"Well we won't have to worry about jail now.

" Kasim walked away leaving Haylen pinned against the wall just as Jesus on a cross.

He left the room to inform Horace he needed a clean up and he was gonna stop by Tasim.

He needed to talk. He was gonna finally admit his true feelings for Dallas because he knew Tasim wouldn't judge him.