Strawberry Angel

chapter 5

Elijahs POV

As soon as I left her I turned the corner and I faced the hallway that was pretty much so dark you can't see anything except for the guard standing at a door. I nod at him and he quickly lets me in. From there I go down a spiral staircase and stop at another door but this one is made of steel and the only way to get in is to have a code.

I punch in the code and I hear the sound it makes when it gets unlocked. It slowly slides open and I pass through. I step into the other side and it quickly closes automatically. On the other side of the door are multiple rooms with small gun proof one way mirrors. I have the temperature set to over 95 degrees because why should the people be comfortable when I'm torturing them. They're here for a reason. If my men can't handle it then they could leave but I'll make sure you don't live to see the daylight again. I need the best of the best and if you can't handle it then I have no use for you. I don't feel anything of it unless you count annoyance. I stopped feeling things a long time ago.

I take another turn and stop at the door of the man who tried touching my girl.

Your girl?? What the fuck. You've barely known her for an hour.

I shake my head of thoughts and walk in. Inside is pretty spacious but don't get the wrong idea, I don't do it for them. I need the space if I want to be able to whip them or shoot a bow and arrow at them. It's like a game to me really. Like I told you in the beginning- I'm a horrible person. I don't have lights in there so it's pretty pitch black except for the the broken down light that shines but really doesn't do much hanging over the single chair in the middle of the room.

I walk in smirking and chuckle when he sees me and his life passes before his eyes. He try's to scream but fails due to the duct tape over his mouth. He shakes his head rapidly and wiggles but doesn't move and inch. His hands are tied behind his back with a rope.

He looks fucking stupid

I walk closer towards him and he instantly stops moving. He looks me up and down and arrives at my eyes again. By the time he reaches into his eyes mine have turned pitch black. They shine with fury and hatred. I begin to speak.

"So.."

I say as I back away and turn to where's there's a big plastic container where it holds his file. It tells me EVERYTHING I need to know about him from his blood type, how many times he's went to the doctor, what job he has, his family members, how he likes his coffee, how many times he brushes his teeth, how many times he breathes in a day, everything. Most people have  to have at least a day before getting this information but my men can do it in 30 minutes. If they couldn't... then I have no use for you. Once again only the best of the best

I open it up and scan it before speaking again.

"...Ramiro, ...what were you doing here today?" I ask knowing damn well what for and that he can't speak because of the tape.

He mumbles something but I can't tell what.

"Huh?? Can you say it more clearly?"

He mumbles something again trying to make it sound more clear but fails.

"Sorry your gonna need a lot more effort. Here I'll help you."

I quickly reach for the tape and yank it off. He whimpers and it's like music to my ears.

Fucking pussy, he's not gonna last a minute if that's how high his pain tolerance is.

I look down at the piece of tape and laugh a sinister laugh. On the piece of tape are his hairs of his mustache. I look back at him and I laugh even more. It looks like bad shaving job.