Chapter 1
My dad, a top neurosurgeon, was attacked at work by violent relatives of a patient. In a fit of rage, they cut his throat in one swing.
Then, those same people stormed into my mom's hospital room, went after her, and murdered her on the spot while she was still out cold from surgery.
I took care of my parents' funerals all by myself, and after that, I vanished without a trace.
Seven years later, a chic housekeeper influencer blew up out of nowhere on short video apps.
She was hired by rich families and celebrities, taking care of everything for them, and streamed her routines and tips live. Before long, she was one of the hottest stars across all the major platforms.
When my account hit 20 million followers, I decided to give back to my fans in the most savage way imaginable. Right there on livestream, with millions watching, I slaughtered my employer's parents in cold blood.
My employer's husband and their two little kids just disappeared. No one knew where they went.
And there I was, drenched in blood, standing in front of the camera, my feet squelching in a mess of gore and flesh, grinning wide at everyone watching.
I said, "Come on, guys, use those lucky hands and smash that follow button for your girl!"
The platform didn't shut down my stream because the cops needed the clues from the live feed to track down the villa where the murders went down. That just made my account blow up even more.
Thousands of curious and morbid viewers flooded into my stream, watching as I ground up the old couple's flesh, stuffed it into pizza dough, and baked a whole tray of piping hot pizza right there on camera.
It wasn't until the cops busted in, wading through the sticky blood, and pinned me to the floor that the stream was finally cut off.
The internet exploded. Every content creator was covering my story, and even gaming streamers jumped on the bandwagon, reposting every detail about the case.
The trending page was flooded with nothing but keywords about me. Every other topic just vanished.
[This is terrifying. If this kind of scum ever lived near us, that'd be a nightmare for all of us.]
[Forget lethal injection. Just shoot her. A demon like that deserves to be shot over and over for two hours straight.]
[Punish the killer to the max! I seriously think we should bring back collective punishment and make the whole family pay.]
While the whole internet was drowning in hate and curses, I, the monster everyone was cursing, just sat calmly in the interrogation room, cradling a cup of hot water and taking slow sips like I didn't have a care in the world.
Every cop who came near me shot daggers with their eyes, like they were dying to burn me alive.
If it weren't for the law, I bet they'd have torn me to pieces a dozen times over by now.
But everything happening right now was all going exactly as I planned.
While working, I'd live and eat right alongside my employers and their families. My streams kicked off at 10 AM sharp, and before going live, I always made sure to get their okay first.
It was a win-win. It gave them a shot at some extra exposure, so lots of my bosses ended up appearing on my streams.
By appearing and interacting on my streams, washed-up celebs got a second shot at fame, and some rich folks attracted fresh investments. That was how I blew up online and raked in insane views for my account.
At 10 AM sharp, just like every other morning, I hit that Go Live button, and instantly, hundreds of thousands piled into the chat.
But today, my stream wasn't called "Housekeeper Diaries" anymore. Instead, it was "Surprise Celebration for 20 Million Fans."
As soon as the stream started, the first thing everyone saw was a bunch of pizza dough laid out on the dining table.
"To celebrate hitting 20 million followers, today I'm gonna show you all how to make pizza," I said.
When they realized the "surprise" was just a cooking lesson, the chat instantly blew up with boos and disappointed comments.
[Seriously? She's got 20 million followers and can't even do a proper giveaway? Not even a single prize for us?]
[Pizza? Who cares? I've tipped her enough to buy a whole trainload of pizza.]
[Unfollow! Unfollow! What a letdown. I wasted my time waiting for this.]
Watching the chat blow up with complaints, I flashed a mysterious grin. "Don't get too impatient, guys. The real surprise is still on its way."
"Alright, let me show you guys the filling for today's pizza," I said.
With that, I grabbed my phone and swung the camera over to the two elderly folks, bound to their chairs with ropes right beside the dining table.
"This is the meat that's going into our pizza today, nothing but pure, all-meat filling!" I declared with a wicked grin.
The chat instantly exploded.
[Whoa! She's really taking it to the next level! Is this stream turning into a full-on horror show or what?]
[Man, props to those old folks for actually going along with this wild stunt.]
[Hurry up and start! I'm dying to see what happens next!]