Secret Killer

"..." Leon sighed and looked at the time. "There is still one hour left before my class. I can drop by my apartment."

It was early morning, and the traffic was low. There were several cars here and there, but no passersby. People hardly walked, and most of them preferred cars or small vehicles. Small electric vehicles like e-bike and scooters were mostly seen in the city where people used them for the small distance commute.

Leon wanted to get to his apartment as soon as possible. The fastest way was to take a cab. However, Leon knew the quickest way— that was, his superpowers.

Leon was still learning more about his superpowers, and he only used them when he was in need because it always puts a strain on his body. Leon had high pain tolerance, so he couldn't feel any pain, but his body was still strained. If he forced himself, then it could lead to severe damage.

Leon always wore a hoodie underneath his clothes, so he could hide his face whenever he wanted. He walked to the nearest 20 story building and climbed on top of it using the rails and pipes as support.

He looked down from the top of the building and thought of jumping from there to test his landing capability. But then he remembered what Layla told him when they were taking a bath together.

Layla was washing Leon's body, and she caressed the scars on Leon's body. "It's strange how your wounds heal, but they leave a scar."

So far, only Layla and Tania had seen Leon's fully naked body with scars. Any normal person would be scared, but Layla was used to seeing it. And Tania grew up with the Mafia. Gore and profanity were like her best friends.

"Leon… are you not scared of how weird your body is?" Layla asked with an anxious look on her face.

"Not really. My powers are helping me. In fact, the best thing is how my body heals itself," Leon replied nonchalantly.

After pondering for a while, Leon uttered, "I have been thinking about this, and I have come to the conclusion that I just have healing powers, not regenerating powers."

"What's the difference?" Layla wondered.

"Well, healing is healing, like how normal wounds heal. Mine is just faster. While regenerating is regenerating," Leon explained in an awkward manner.

Layla knitted her brows and uttered, "You suck at explaining."

"In other words. My powers can heal my flesh or any wound, but they can't regenerate. If I get my hand severed into two, it probably won't regenerate."

After that, Layla warned Leon not to use his powers recklessly, which is what Leon is doing right now.

Leon tied his bag to his waist to ensure it didn't fall off and jumped on the other building. After jumping through a few more buildings and getting used to it, Leon increased his speed and started running. Without looking anywhere around, he kept leaping through the buildings and made his way to his apartment. Although he had to hide and get off the buildings where he spotted people and cameras.

After reaching his apartment building, he stood in front of his apartment door.

'Without eating or drinking for three days. The chances of her survival are 50%. But her hands were tied, so she couldn't move much. Her mouth was taped, so she should have trouble breathing, especially when I locked her in my closet. Suffocation, fear, anxiety, hunger, thirst… she is probably dead. But if there are even minor chances of her surviving, I can't take the risk. I will kill her and chop her body into pieces. There are enough wild dogs around to eat her body to the bone.'

Leon kidnapped and brought Anna here to get information from her, but now he no longer needed her. The case of the murders was settled, or so he thought. However, he didn't regret leaving Anna behind and going to visit Layla.

If he hadn't gone, he wouldn't have run into the robber. If he hadn't run into the robber, he wouldn't have met Tania. If he hadn't met Tania, he would have had proper sex. If he hadn't had adequate sex, then he would have experienced the true pleasure of sex.

Len used to think sex was boring and disgusting after watching all those porn. But now, he was a sex addict. Tania introduced Leon to the world of adults, and he was grateful for that.

Leon took out the key and unlocked the door. After opening the door, he went inside.

When he entered his apartment, he was met with a spicy aroma. He raised his brows in confusion and immediately made his way to his room.

'If she is still alive, then she might try to jump and attack me the moment I open the door. However, she will be weak.' Leon slowly opened the closet door, hoping for two things in mind. Either she was dead or about to die. But, much to his surprise, the closet was empty, and the handcuffs were lying on the board.

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Author's Note- Masochist on the run!

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