A Serenade for the Innocent 49 Taking Carol

"Carol?" Said the man, almost like a whisper. He was hiding in the confines of the darkness of the dim street a few inches away from her. Standing at a shadowy area from an intersection a few inches away from Carol, he smiled with an intent to ruin.

"Who's there?" Carol said, almost like a shout. She didn't move, but her fist is ready to strike. "It's you, isn't it? The killer of all those women who died. I know people like you, and I'm ready! I waited for five months to have this moment with you!"

"Jesus Christ, Carol, no! Look, okay, calm down, it's me!" The man then revealed himself to Carol, licking his lips as he chuckles.

At that time, the man was wearing something formal and neater than he would usually wear. It was a white polo shirt accompanied with black slacks and a near pair of black leather shoes. The man's hair was combed neatly, perhaps with a hair product that he never used up until this moment. He had also taken the effort of shaving off his stubble, which he rarely does for anybody. It indeed showed just how charming he is if he just put the effort to make himself look presentable, which is why I think he would be an excellent face for the Organization! His green eyes, long eyelashes, thick eyebrows, they're all a perfect match! His perfect jawline is just a cherry on top. Along with how neatly he presented himself, he even paired it with a pinch of Caron Poivre, a perfume that genuinely accentuated his masculinity.

"Oh, my God!" Carol replied after seeing her with a panicked look on her face. "I-I'm so, so sorry! I thought you were... Oh, God, this is so awkward, I'm so sorry!"

The man then chuckled before slowly moving towards her without, trying his hardest not to break eye contact to look at her neck. "So, you're waiting for me for five months, huh?"

"What? No! I mean..." When Carol realized what was going on, her jaw dropped just like her adrenaline to fight. "Oh man, man, you scared me! You really, really scared me!" He then lowered her hands before showing the slight trembling in her hands.

The man licked his upper lip before biting the lower as his gaze fell slowly onto her neck. "I'm sorry. Actually, I'm just about to go home from a date, but it didn't seem to work out. I think she doesn't like me." He chuckled while caressing his nape as he slowly inched closer towards Carol.

"Wow. Date, huh? Someone really ditched you? She must be stupid." Carol sneered while moving a bit closer to the man as well, grazing his shoulder onto his arm as she tried to get closer to her.

The man noticed that she had broken the distance between them deliberately, which meant that there is no need for him to do a few parts of his plan. No worries though, Carol's enthusiasm towards him just made all of this easier.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean," Carol said with her face beet red. "I mean, like... Ugh, never mind. This is so awkward."

The man chuckled while he looked at Carol's neck while she's not looking. "It's okay."

Carol was not looking at the man's direction, so she didn't realize that he's looking directly at his neck. She thought that he was looking at her face all this time, which made her blush even more than usual.

She cleared her throat and spoke to break the ice. "So what got you here in 3rd Street? This place is quite far from the town square. I assume that's where you had your date." 

"Oh, actually, I usually use this path whenever I go home. I never thought I'd bump into you here!" Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

Lies.

The man memorized the path Carol took whenever she would come home and whenever she would go to the market. He also knew the alternative routes she would take, and he already knew the people that would go with her on certain days. Knowing this meant that the man also knew when she would walk all by herself. In the span of two weeks that he had spent stalking her, he had already known most of her daily routine.

Carol sighed with a gentle smile. "Yeah, actually sometimes I would walk to different streets where there are more people around just so I could, you know, feel more secure, I guess? That's probably why we never really bump into each other."

"How come you still come here then?" The man already knows the answer, but he still asked anyway. "I know this area a lot. It's dark around here. Probably because there are fewer people living around here."

"Yeah, it's just..." Carol trembled as she swallowed her spit.

"Look at you," The man whispered while caressing her exposed neck. He just couldn't help himself from doing it. "you look so tense. I'm sure it's better if you would walk in the main street." Carol didn't seem to mind him touching her neck, so he kept doing it, which made his heart skip plenty of beats.

"Well, it's all because this like a shortcut I would use so that I could reach my house a bit earlier," Carol mumbled with a dejected tone. Everything she's saying is already information that the man is already aware of, though. "Friday is just such a tiring day for me, so I want to go home as quickly as I can, you know?"

"Why don't you use this street every day then?" He asked with a gentle smile though he already knows the answer.

"Well, it's a conscious choice I made. I'm kinda scared because of all this you-know-what going around recently." Carol said, blushing when she realized that the man's warm hand was massaging her neck. She didn't seem to mind it. Heck, it seemed like she likes it. "I don't know; I'm kinda relieved you're here. You live around here then?"

"Um... Sort of, yeah. I take this path every day." The man said, realizing what he had been doing and slowly pulled his hands back.

Lies.

This is the first time he used this path to go home. He rarely goes here, especially recently, because this is the neighborhood where Jean once lived. He couldn't even fathom to think why he's still not nauseous after thinking of that hag's name. Let alone walking in a neighborhood where she once lived in now. Even so, even after the many times, he had shown us how much he hated Jean, we still don't get it.

"Well," Carol chuckled, feeling a bit sad that the man pulled his hands away from her. "See you tomorrow!"

"Wait, Carol!" The man shouted, reaching out her arms to her as if she's a faraway dream, but he didn't move. "I know this sounds weird and super suspicious, but I've been visiting your store a lot of times already. I don't know how I'm supposed to say it, but I think you're beautiful and-"

"Do you wanna have coffee with me?" Carol interrupted with the same sugary sweet smile she always had whenever the man met him. That was the smile that captured the hearts of many men, the same smile that made a bloodied murderer smitten with obsession. "My house is just a mile away; we can walk together there.

"R-really?" The man stuttered, he couldn't believe how easy it took for him to get this far. He still had a lot of things in his plan he wanted to do, but now he's almost at the final step.

"Yeah, silly!" The innocent lady said with a chuckle. "You can say whatever you want to say there."

"Yes." The man responded almost instantaneously. "I mean, yeah, sure! I want to, Carol! I want to, really!"

Thus, the story of a very nervous man and a sweet innocent lady begun as they walk along a muddy country pavement. With no care about the dark world around them, Carol wrapped her hands around the man's arm. It made the man's heart skip a beat while thinking about the feeling of wrapping her neck tight using that same arm she's touching. As he feels Carol's soft skin scraping through his limb, he swallowed hard as if he had just taken a large pill.

This is the first time for him to feel so nervous next to a lady. Perhaps, nervous is not the right word to use, though. Subject 1 is beyond excited, exhilarated, euphoric! He hoped that she didn't notice the drug that he's grasping tight on his fist within his pocket. After all, he doesn't have an excuse as to why he has a sleeping pill with him.

Carol stopped in front of a typical country home; both of them went inside, and the man swore that she was extra clingier when she served his coffee. She sat right beside him on the sofa, not even an inch apart, it was as if they're glued together. None of them spoke, they just enjoyed the hot creamy coffee together as they feel the evening breeze in their skin.

"So, um..." Carol said, rapidly blinking.

"Yeah?" The man said before taking a sip of his cup.

She took a deep breath while slowly massaging her chest. "What were you trying to say earlier?"

"Oh, that?" The man said before placing his coffee on top of the table before him. "Well, let's just enjoy our coffee first."

Carol wrapped her arms around the man's waist. That's not the man's style, though; he carried her to his lap, making her squeal and laugh.

"You seem sleepy." The man whispered as he touches Carol's neck.

She chuckled in response. "I don't know; maybe it's because it's extra busy earlier, and my mind is kinda heavy right now."

"I see." The man whispered while licking his lips, trying his very best not to nibble her nape. "Listen, Carol; I want you to know what I always wanted to say to you from the very beginning."

"Yeah?" At this point, the drug is already in effect. In fact, Carol should already be unconscious by now, but her fortitude is so strong that she managed to stay awake. I guess she really wanted to hear what he had to say. Pfft, I bet she wishes that she hadn't heard about it instead.

"I want to break you."

"Huh?" Carol whispered, her eyes heavy and her body weak that it feels like she'll fall on the ground if it wasn't for the man's hand steadying her balance with her hands on her neck.

"I want to rape you. I want to enjoy every bit of you until I break you. By then, I know that I will never be bored of your tiny little ass and your flat chest, fuck. I'll make your pussy so loose, and then I'll fuck your ass next. Then I'll fuck your skull until the only taste your cute little mouth would recognize is my cock."

"I..." Carol is about to pass out, but the man can still feel the vigor in her tone. He knew that this innocent lady had already realized what's going on with her. She had already placed the pieces together and realized what he's about to do to her.

"We're going to have a lot of fun together, Carol. Don't you want that, huh?" The man whispered before licking the innocent lady's neck as her consciousness slowly descends into nothingness. "I own you now, bitch."

"Ah. Ah..." Carol moaned. Those words are the only thing she could mutter.

The man then pulled her hair downwards, making her head fell onto the table. "We're gonna have a lot of fun times together, you and I." He said before spitting on her face.

With that, Carol started seeing black.

Chapter end