Chad's POV
My hands begin to sweat as I look at the strip club my friend used to own. I look at the door and see a neon sign with the words open on it, flashing through the window. Grabbing the gun I tuck it into the back of my jeans and pull my shirt over it. Making sure that it doesn't stick out.
I search through the car looking for something to hide my face from the camera above the entrance door. I find a beanie and cut holes through it. I put it over my face before opening the car door and stepping out.
Locking the car door I pull out a spray bottle and spray the camera. Making it hard for them to see me as I make my way through the club. I open the door and walk inside.
No one is guarding the main entrance. Which makes it easier for me to walk through the secret tunnels that my friend and I discovered while we were exploring the club when he first bought it.
When I get rid of this club I'm going to open a new one in honour of him. He deserves to have the best. Even in death. His family are going to run the club just like he did. No one will be forced to work here as the current girls.
Sliding between the walls I make my way to the office that tucked in the back. When I get there I look through the bookcase and see the guy sitting on the chair.
The door opens and a burly man with tanned skin enters the room and looks at him, "Boss, we've got the names of the witnesses to Klein's murder."
"Tell me everything you know about them?"
"The male is Chad Whitehall. He owns Whitehall Industries. He's one of the most well-known Billionaire's in the world. If he shows up dead I'm sure there's going to be a lot of press on it and they won't stop until the killer has been found, but if he's anything like the man that owned this club before you. You will get away with it, Sir."
A sadistic smile crosses his face. "I'll just sand his fingers and skin so there's no way that they will be able to identify his body and then burn it. The fucker won't see it coming."
I'll see it coming from a mile away fuckwit. I'm hiding behind the bookcase.
"The woman, she's beautiful with long black hair, blue eyes. Skin that's milky white. At the moment she's pregnant. I don't think a woman like that should die. We have better use for her. We'll wait until after the child is born and then break her in and hook her on heroin before selling her and raising the child as our own. If it's a male we'll mould him to our desire. If it's a female, we'll raise her until her sixteenth birthday and then sell her."
"Sounds good to me. Show me a picture of this woman. Does she have a name?" Eliza's picture is shown to him. "I have better plans for her. She will be my wife and have my heir."
The guy smiles. "Her name is as beautiful as she is. Her name is Eliza Donoghue. She moved here from a small town and has been seen with Chad ever since. It looks like they are a couple."
"Eliza won't miss him once she's with me. We're going to be the envy of the whole City. She won't ever see her family because we'll be it for her." He leans back into his seat and a smile spreads across his face. "Can you send Jezebel here? I need her to release some of my attention from the photo you showed me."
"Sure," he slips out of the room.
Fuck that. I can't let any of this guy's men leave the club. If I have to take some innocent lives that's what I'm going to do.
Sliding through the wall I find a side room and slip inside. Looking around the room I see a bunch of useful tools that I can use on these men. There's a box on the table with gloves. Making sure I don't touch the box I pull two disposable gloves out and put them on.
In the corner are chains with padlocks.
That's how I'm going to trap them inside this place.
Grabbing the chains and padlocks I exit the room and head towards the main door into the club and I pull it shut. Padlocking the door. Opening the door to the parking lot I drop the chain next to the door and cover it with a blanket.
Then I make my way through the secret passage. When I get back to the bookcase I see the woman Jezebel with her mouth at the guy's crotch and she sucks him off. I look at the door and see that it's been locked from the inside.
That's going to make my job easy.
It doesn't take long before he bends Jezebel over the table and fucks her. She's screaming his name as he hits a certain spot in her body. "Fuck that feels so good, Brayden."
A smile spreads across his face. "You feel so good, baby." He thrusts harder into her. "This is the last time I'll be taking you. I'm going to have a permanent pussy in my life and she's the perfect woman." He pulls out of her. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY OFFICE." Pulling his pants back on he looks towards the door.
Jezebel hurries with gathering her stuff and runs towards the door.
"DON'T FORGET TO LOCK THE DOOR." He pulls a packet of smokes out of his pocket and pulls one out. He lights it and closes his eyes as he takes a drag.
Slipping into the room I aim my gun at the man and wait for him to notice that someone is out of place in the room.
When he opens his eyes they land on me. "How the fuck did you get in here?"
Stepping forward I look at him. "There are things about this club that you don't know about. I'm a ghost who can slip in and out of places. Do you know who I am?"
A sadistic smile appears on his face. "Of course I know who you are. You're the man that witnessed my cousin getting killed by the Rivera Mafia Family. Please, tell me they didn't send you to do their dirty job."
"They didn't. I'm doing this for my girlfriend and myself. You see you messed with the wrong man when you decided that last night's events would sentence innocent people to death. Coming after me would have been you're worst mistake, but it looks like I beat you to the punch."
"When I get my hands on your girl. I'm going to fuck her hard until the baby comes and then more until she's pregnant with my Heir. She's going to be used by my men too. I love sharing with my men."
Pulling the trigger I shoot the fucker in the head. Blood spattered across the wall behind him. Grabbing the bottle of scotch off the table I pour it on the table, curtains and him. I pick up his lighter and flick it open. I drop it on the liquor and hurry out of the room.
When I get to the entrance of the club I chain and padlock it, before slipping into my car and driving away. I press the number for Luca and wait for him to answer. The phone rings a couple of times.
I don't wait for him to talk before saying. "It's done."
Luca: Good. I'll deal with the rest. Go home and pretend this never happened. You're safe and so is Eliza. Thanks to you.
Hanging up I head towards my house and get ready for the family reunion at Eliza's place.
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Shattered Part II (complete) ✔️
Ficção GeralFor Eliza Donoghue life hasn't been easy. She got dumped in the most cruel way and she's left pregnant by the guy. So, she leaves the small town she grew up in for the City. There she finds true love and happiness. Cover by @zxaestheticss