Chapter 1 HE CRAVES FOR HIS MOTHER

THEME : HE CRAVES FOR HIS MOTHER

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Leonard Cohen gazed around the club, looking for a prey to get the night over with.

Normally, many girls were flocking around him but none he gave attention to. Not because they weren't beautiful or seductive enough, but because he's had sex with almost every girl around him, he is a regular in the club. And he was tired of their pussy, he never tasted nor fuck a pussy more than twice.

The girls were really trying their best, who won't want to spend the time with Leonard Cohen, the popular sex God, number one bad boy.

He never gave himself these names, he was given the name because of the way he fuck and play girls heart.

But that doesn't stop them from coming, they are willing to give themselves to him not caring the consequence.

"Who will be his prey tonight?" He thought looking around the club when his eyes fall on a girl seated with a guy. She has an average look, but really endowed with her front and back.

She winked at him and he smiled.

He stood up from the stool he was seated, and walked to her.

" Hello pretty" He said while the girl blushed.

" Excuse me, the girl is with me" The guy who sat with her whom Leonard assume to be her boyfriend said.

" Really? My bad" Leonard smirked and dropped his paper next to the girl then stood up.

The girl quickly picked the paper, understanding what that means.

" Excuse me, babe" She said and she went to a corner. She unfolds the paper and read it out.

" Meet me in the men restroom" She giggled happily. This must be her lucky day, she moves her feet to the men restroom.

" Am here" She announced in front of the restroom, the door opened, and a force pulled her inside.

He covered her mouth to prevent her from shouting, and torn the gown she was in.

She gasped, she was in no panties which makes it easy for him.

" What are you doing? Can't you take it easy" She mumbled in between his hand?

" I can't do that, am hungry" He said and use his other hand to remove his Jean pant.

The lady eye widened when she saw the size of his manhood, and gasped when she felt him make contact with her flesh.

" Please stop, am no longer interested" She pleaded, but none did he care about.

He thrust into her not caring for her plead, she screamed out in pain. He was literally tearing her apart, he was thrusting in fast and rough.

Furthermore, he moves his hand from her mouth to her hair, and took a grip of it. She screamed again, she could feel her hair and her virgina hurting. But he didn't care, he kept banging her like she was some sex toy.

She needed no one to tell her, she made a mistake by coming here, and she is regretting it. Her boyfriend knows a perfect way to satisfy her, he wasn't too big nor small, and he doesn't go this rough.

But she had heard how other girls compliment the mighty Leonard,, and her urge to betray her boyfriend increased when she set her eyes on him.

He has his way of making a lady wet, just by looking at him. He is handsome, well-built, has a bad boy look, tall and has his cold glare which will make a lady feel her legs cramping.

She regrets it now, cheating on her boyfriend with this monster at her back was never a good option.

He removed himself from when he was about to reach his climax, he released on her body.

" Here" He said and gave the lady some dollars. He was already in his clothes.

" And what is this for?" The poor lady asked with nothing but disgust and hatred in her eyes.

" What else? We have sex and I paid you for your service".

" What? I didn't have sex with you because of money"

" That is what everyone says, but at the end, they take it. Just take it" He smirked, putting the money in her hand.

" And also, thank you for your service. Your boyfriend is waiting outside"

" What? What are you talking about?" She asked, of course he gave no reply. He opened the drop, and she saw her boyfriend in front of the door.

" Oh my god, John. It isn't what you think?" She tried saying.

" It is exactly what you think, man" Leonard said and left them.

He went out of the club, to the car park. He entered the car and drove straight to his house.

Arriving home, he head to his pool and lie down on the floor next to the pool.

A sad lonely look appear on his face, but that is just the truth. He is lonely, no one to talk to, no one to lean on, no one loves him. Not even the girls that follows him around, all they want is to have sex with him and his money. They don't love him truly, he has always believed true love doesn't exist, but he hoped for one.

His heart is filled with hatred, darkness and brutality. But he craves for her, for his mom, her touch, how warm it will be. He has never felt her warm, not when growing up, but he has always imagined it.

And he craves for it, for his mom love, the love she has never shown him.

The cold breeze hit him, making him shivers. He chuckled, this is the right time he needs someone to cuddle him.

Maybe, it is time he stops playing around too. It is time to go home, go back to her.

To his mother, even if she want him to leave. He isn't leaving, not this time.

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