Addicted | 18+

Chapter 26

Aaron's POV

"Why did you ask me to meet you in a corner? If you are thinking of recording another video of mine, then I won't give you the honor to do it this time."

I raise my brows at him.

"It's not for that, I'm sure I'll get a lot of chances in the future to do so."
He smirked, sliding his hands in his pockets.

"Just get to the point. What is it?"
I gave him a bored look.

"Someone that you've desperately wanted to know.
The man who ordered the shootout."

He took his hand out of the pocket, holding a pendrive in front of me. My whole body stiffened on hearing his words as my blood boiled, ready to tear apart that bastard's head from his body.

"Who. was. it."
I commanded as I took the pendrive from his hand.

"Your instinct was right. It was Vincent. Vincent Black."

"That fucking psychopathic geezer!"
I grind my molars and clenched my fists tightly.

"My men enjoyed torturing that shooter just for him to spill out this fuckers name. Tell me if you need my help torturing Vincent too. He's too ugly to be a burden on this planet anyway."
Ace said in a casual tone.

Unlike Ace, I didn't enjoy torturing these bastards by my own hands. But Vincent deserves to burn in hell. And I'll be the one he will be begging to, wishing to be dead in that moment because of all the painful torture.

"Order your men to find him. They'll be rewarded handsomely."

"They already have their eyes on him. He's in LA right now, enjoying his flourishing so-called business, which he gained by killing your...father."

I smirked and slid my hands in the pockets, my eyes burning with vengeance.

"Good work, Ace. Tell them to be steady until I arrange a day to do the honor of being his nightmare."

He smirked, giving me a curt nod.

"I'll take my leave then."

I nodded at him, and he walked towards his car, driving away from there.

"It's going to be so fun. You better start counting your days now, Vincent. Once I catch you, you will be dead as herring."

I scoffed, making my way back inside the building.

〆

I looked over at Isabella, who was sleeping right next to me. The necklace which I gave to her shine in the dark. She never takes it off. I shifted my gaze to her face, she looked so tired but still she wanted to visit her mother's grave, so we went there and I'm driving her to her home now. I stepped on the brakes as we reached. I removed my seat belt and looked at Isabella frowning in her sleep as small beads of sweat formed on her forehead. I carefully and gently place my hand on her hair and called out her name in a gentle tone.

"Sunshine....sunshine?"

She jerked open her eyes, breathless and woke up startled on hearing her name twice. I frowned as concern clouded my mind. I hold her face in my hands while looking at her worriedly.

"Sunshine, are you alright?"

She nodded slowly.

"Did you get a nightmare?"

"N-no no, I just got startled.
I-I should probably go and get some rest. You should go too. You must be tired yourself. "
She said, forcing a short smile.