Falling a lovest a gangster, it's an error does not commit. But unfortunately for her, she was dropped in this trap of love. Will happen to change this man? Discover the story and appreciate.
Chapter 1 Dusky
Me : (the handmade), all the world. Everyone goes on the ground and we stop the above horses by our cagules. We each hold a mitrette.
The man (to the ground): Take everything you want but I beg you do not hurt us.
I: we will not do anything if you will co-operate give us all that is in the safe.
Jojo: We know you have a safe yet here so do not be avere.
The woman (aurity): We do not have a safe but we can give you what we have.
Hulk (putting his weapon on it): Do not try to lie to us if you will regret it. (Rising their daughter) Besides, you come here you need your parents know that we do not joke.
The girl: Aaah it hurts!
The man: I beg you do not do anything, I will drive you to the safe.
Jojo follows the man while Hulk remains with me for the wings monitored. I prefer to stay here with Hulk because he never resists women and there he is able to get one.
The girl: You're not going to get you out as easily, you will see the police will catch you and put yourself in jail.
Hulk: You have a big herself you, waiting for me to show you who I'm. He gives him a slap and poses his weapon on his head, the load and is preparing to shoot.
Me: No, but you are sick, I said no injured or death. We take what we have to take and we are cashing.
Hulk: But she has the big heel and I do not tolerate that. Okay since I can not kill him I'm going to take good time with her. At least that will compensate. He raises her by the hair and drops violently on the couch by detaching his belt. I'm going to him and seized it.
Me: No but what is not going with you tonight? You can not master your libido a little? Loose-there.
He abandon his plan and throws me a murderous look but he can only get me because I am his chief. This fool believes that by giving themselves for Nulnun Hulk it will become super powerful and intimidating. He intimidated the others but never mel not even half my weight. Jojo returns with man a handset by hand and we leave as we came in our 4X4 tinted. We take off our coagles and drive to our QG where we are waiting for our boss that is always accompanied by his girlfriend that is I mean twice as younger than him.
Boss: So the hunt was good?
Me: Yes Boss.
Hulk: Yes except that Dusky have prevented me from taking my foot.
Boss: Krkrkr But you know Dusky, you know very well that it is against any form of violence. It is how I can say that ... an angel among the demons.
Hulk: But I stop preventing me from having fun. I answer him without looking at him.
Me: You can have fun with all the whore circulating in the city but not with innocent.
Boss: Ok ok give me the booty, you will have your share as usual tomorrow. On this good evening gentlemen. It is midnight and we leave each one side. Finally JOJO and HULK will type fellows in me I'm going to my usual bistro to pour my whole rabies and the defeat that I feel for my own life in several glasses of whiskey. I became a big pitch of breath in spite of me. No other opportunity presented to me so that I will enter it. Dusky who means dark, obscur is of course not my real name. But I chose it because it best reflects my life, my past to my present and maybe even my future. As you probably noticed, I do not like we touch the lives of people. You will be slowly weird for someone who is in this kind of traffic. But my personality is quietly different from my job. During our raids I expect it to have no death but also not to be women. The men I do not care, we are putting the mouth of all ways they are just as detestable as we. But the woman not, she is made to be protected so that I'm coming out of the question that I leave that the brutalize it even less violates it but I do not say there has never been death during our operations. I can certainly stop me to kill but I can not prevent others from doing it especially when a victims wants to play the superheroes. I do not affect drugs or cigarette. I drink not by pleasure but rather to forget, forget that I am, what I do. To forget my funny life and the minor character of this life. I hate myself just like I hate what I do. But how to stop if I do not know anything else that it? If I spent my whole life in firearms?
Already at 11 years old I knew how to handle a weapon. I will have stopped if I had something that motivated me and that would give me enough will to become someone good. I have no family even less girlfriend. The girls, I collected at a time but it quickly quickly disappointed me. I was looking for every time in her a compan who will help me be someone else but they all interested them was the wheat and sex and these two things I was able to fill them. Just like my life I had her sort so I have sent them to walk. I have a great vision of the woman as seeing who is devoted me disappointedly. I integrated the band there are 5 years after being part of another band but which was less equipped and less serious than it. Unlike other brackets of shocks that circulate in the country our band is very equipped, very powerful and modernized. We have all the kinds of firearms that reach us from the United States where our boss also has a band but is more in narcotics. We do not have rusty and old weapons, never. They are so in good condition that we would have said they belong to the army. We also use knives and other types of weapons to better defend yourself in case of clashes. We do not mark anyone or any place. We attack the banks, homes of cows-rich. You will never see you equate someone in the city with a knife as the lovers make. We have pros with all that it takes. On the ground it is me who command because the boss has more confidence in me than to the two others they find head in the air and it is not wrong. We operate at night as always day the closed face and a device on our throat to modify our voice so as not to be recognized. After our packages each one has been doing his own occupancy at the occasion to touch our cake share. I always make myself in this bar to cry on my fate before going home. I am not the ginn or left-walled area. My face always keeps the same expression. Why laugh when I hate myself and hate my life. "Then good evening hands knot" I did not turn his head and continues to sip my glass. I do not have time to chat with the whores. "That tell you that we get a shot. The kind of a blow that will hurry your name? I'm going out my wallet and puts a ticket that I block my glass before turning to the girl.
Me: No Thank you I spend my turn. I want to leave and she raises his hand to hoop me but I stop it immediately. Let's say I have a pretty bright reflex.
Me: No one touches me.
She: Hum I love the guys ... Hey I have not finished talking. I go back again and leaves the places on my bécane.
I do not go out when I'm mostly Dusky. She is with my clothes just as dark as my nickname and my life. Why do not I like we touching them? Because I feel dirty and too because because of this work I am always on the defensive. If I have to have contact with someone it's me that touches. Out of the question that someone puts his hand on me. So that never. It is even why when I'm fighting there is no way that my opponent touches me unless I distracted or in weakness but even that you must be really cuffil to do it. I enter my appart without life or color and heads me in the shower where I leave the water flowing on me, hoping that it decreases the effect of shit that is my life on me.
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