Him
The moment I saw that freaking video playing, I knew I had to do something about it. There was no way in hell that I was going to let any eyes other than mine to see her in the vulnerable state, that she had put herself in.
Agreeing to comply with the monster’s demands was not the worst of her mistakes. In fact, I had totally predicted that something like this was bound to happen, especially after Jessica’s kidnapping. And that we are working on, but I had to keep an eye on my muffin.
I had a very strong feeling that it might have something to do with blackmailing her into something.
That email she logged into made everything else crystal clear. What she does not know is that I have been controlling her phone from afar, the café on the opposite side of her office’s entrance seems to be the perfect spot for me to do my thing without any trouble.
Perfect range for me to mess up with her mobile phone. I did call her to check with everything. But when she did not pick up, I did it myself; only to hear one side of a seemingly shady conversation.
Everything else just followed my calculated predictions. She texted me so as to cover all the cameras in the house so she could get logged into the shitty website she was instructed to without having to deal with me.
But I had nothing better to do other than see to whatever limits my baby was willing to go for her friend. Admirable, yet stupid. Especially the part where she thought lying to me was a good idea.
The slap was necessary. It was the least of what I could think of at the moment. I knew she couldn’t call another Master, but it was still brave.
Still didn’t change the fact that she wasn’t supposed to keep things from me, which she did. Even when she came out loud to my name. Yet again. The smile that creeps up even thinking about it, is so uncontrollable... it’s almost insane.
She was still performing for a supposedly total stranger. That was enough to piss me off right after I came.
And that’s exactly the reason that I am making her suffer every single night.
It’s been three days since, and thankfully I haven’t attracted unnecessary suspicion on me since I have been online every night to win the bidding. I promised her and I’m fucking keeping my promise.
But as soon as these people figure out the monotony, they’re going to change the sequence and align her in some other set that’s one thing I am quite sure about. It can even happen tonight, since we have been holding this bastard for more than six hours.
Gaurav did leave the office after informing them about his plans for the evening, but I am sure the boss must have understood about his absence, later when he did not appear on the cams strategically placed in his home computer that he logs in from.
These people also have a system, a management software that tells them the exact location of every single employee.
A loud cry takes my attention back to the pig strapped into one of Black’s torture chairs.
“Not unless you write down everything... you know what I mean.” Hades’ expression goes from a smirk to directly a dead stare while he breaks another one of the bastard’s fingers.
The shrill cries of this creature supposed to be a man is exactly opposite of what one would expect from a huge man like him.
Gaurav spits in his direction before barking, “You guys are going to have such a nice time when they find you. This...” he signals his finger twisted at an unnatural angle, “... is going to seem such an easy way to pain.” A shallow laugh from the bastard fills the room.
I am fighting the urge to split open this bastard right from the moment he entered my property. “I wish Black could let me handle this situation.” I snarl, huffing towards Mira who is busy preparing a solution for our guest to possibly ingest.
She sighs, “Let him deal with this... you have more important things to do.” A look of concern fills her eyes. “What are you going to do tonight? I mean have you planned...in case...”
“Plan whatever you want. I don’t understand the thing about this disease. Love – you call it,” Gaurav the bitch talks with his eyebrows scrunched, “What’s so special about one whore that you can’t find in another?”
Hades clips off the broken finger right the moment those words leave his mouth, making him scream in agony. The urge to go and hug my buddy is way too much so I smile at him instead. He nods in response.
Warmth fills my chest at the thought of having friends who understand you almost completely. Because if he hadn’t made the move... I would have. And that mess would have been fucking bloodier.
Still, it’s my duty to educate this bloody swine about the thing that I hardly understand myself.
The agony in his eyes along with the whimpers and warm goodness flowing out of the severed finger heats my insides in a way it draws an evil smirk on my face. “People like you will never understand what makes someone obsessed with only one person for an eternity. It’s like a drug. Hoeing up your mind to the point that you can’t live without getting the shot that’s going to take you down the spiral.” I say walking over to him, before bending down yet towering over him. “Love kills you slowly. It makes you crave the death that most definitely leads you to salvation.”
“But since you are incapable of understanding these things...” I make sure he looks into my death stare, “Maybe other feelings suit you better... like this one –”
Right when I sever the rest of his fingers all at once before dropping the bloodied cleaver and flexing my hands avoiding the urge to give a better introduction to my methods.
The bastard shrieks out of the muscle spasms on his hand while I lick my hand clean making sure he sees my bloodied teeth when I start walking away.
“That’s me at my best, you wouldn’t want to see me at my worst. And if you ever talk about my girlfriend in the slightest insulting way. You’ll see what a cannibalistic monster I’ll have no regret becoming.”
I spit the rest of his blood on his ugly face before turning to face a worried Mira and a proud Rayan, avoiding their eyes as I walk away almost crashing into Divit.
“You did the right thing.” Hades smiles as I walk past him, the look on his face is of sincere appreciation.
“What’s going on in here?” Divit’s eyes dance between Ace and Hades before landing on mine. “And why do you look like you just had dinner?”
I roll my eyes in anger and start my way out, when he pulls me back by the arm, “Hey... hey you are not leaving alone. Okay?” My brows scrunch in confusion and walk back to face him.
“I’ll brief you guys later when we’re finished here...” he points to the panting drooling near dead man before turning to look at me with a tensed look on his face, “You’re coming with me. We need to talk.”
My eyes widen in horror.
Divit is breathless and beads of sweat trickle down his sharp jawline. He looks terrified. But I’ve never seen him this tense in the entire twenty years that I’ve known him.
Somethings is wrong and I need to find out before midnight.