Chapter - 25 - Sweet revenge

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A burnt child loves the fire

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A burnt child loves the fire.

- Oscar Wilde

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"You all will regret this. Ji Eun will kill you." He mumbled. He was thrown into a chair, both his hands were chained and tied to the arms of the chair. His legs were tied too. Hana doesn't want anything to go wrong.  So she used both ropes and chains to tie him up.

"How do you think she'll react when she finds out about your little secret house?" She sat opposite him, tapping her gun repeatedly on the desk. He went silent.

"Don't forget to say hi to the camera. I will definitely send her the video." She said gesturing to the camera placed on the tripod behind her.

"Don't worry, she'll never know you cheated on her. I want to see her getting shattered into pieces while she finds out that the one she loved the most is dead. If she gets to know you cheated, it will destroy the fun or maybe I will let her know when she's in the verge of dying." She took a black bag from the side and started searching for something.

"Anyways which one do you prefer?" She smiled at him while she took out a plier in the right hand and sharp scissors on the other hand. He was sweating in fear.

"I prefer this one, it's easy to cut." She giggled picking up the scissors. She placed it on the table and picked a pair of gloves.
"I will tell you a secret." She whispered. "Since I was little, I always liked seeing blood. When I get wounded I hated dressing the wound because that always hide the bright red color. But, your blood consists of communicable diseases. I hate touching it, but I like seeing it." She smiled and adjusted the gloves.

He knew he cannot change his fate. She was more cruel than her mother who didn't hesitate to kill anyone. She pulled her chair towards him, settling right in front of him. She smiled innocently, taking his right hand in her hand.

"Please Hana, I'm sorry, don't do this. I will do anything please." He cried in despair. She tilted her head and leaned against her chair.
"You'll do anything?" She hummed.
"Yes, I will. Just give me the order." He begged.

"Bring our family back, give us our childhood back. Our happiness back. Can you do that? " She asked, leaning towards him. He hung his head, she laughed.

"You are making me say the same cliche lines from movies." She shook her head. "You can't do that right?" She cut his forefinger, he screamed in pain. Blood leaking from his fingers made her laugh. She stretched her hand towards Jeno, he handed her a plastic bag. She dropped the finger in the bag and gave it to Renjun, who got that on a plate, totally disgusted. She smeared the blood on the men's face.

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