Aiden Williamson
"Should I start tracking them?" Terry teased me standing beside me as I watched the car going away till I no longer see it. "No not now" I sighed, turning my attention to him. "Are you sure? I think those two should never leave unsupervised" he commented.
"Let's get work to Terry" I snapped. "As you say boss," he said sarcastically.
"Then men were laden into the vans and sent. I took care of the cameras and the staff of the club" he said walking toward the car
"Okay and did they start the preparations for the party tonight," I asked waking beside him
"Yes," he said. "And also sent the invitation to him" he added.
"Any response?"
"Nope," he sighed and started the engine of the car.
I decided to host a ball party to meet Dmitry tonight. I want him to see me before I destroy him completely like he did thirteen years ago. I still remember every second of that night.
Those memories are still alive in me—each and every one of them, like it is carved on my heart with a burning knife.
"We've arrived," Terry said bringing me back to present.
We went straight to the basement. I saw all of the men tied on the chair still growling in pain.
I walked up to the nearest table and stood taking support of it, my hands in my pocket. I don't feel like torturing someone today.
"Open your mouths kittens! Tell me everything you know about Ezar!" I stated.
"We know nothing! Please leave us" one of them cried.
"Wait!" I told one of my soldiers as he was going to torture them, "Why don't you try torturing today?" I looked over at Terry who had hidden him behind his laptop screen. We both know he hates the sight of torturing people.
He looked up at me, "Are you out of your mind?" he laughed assuming I was joking but I was not.
"Give him the knife," I told the soldier, smirking.
"No Aiden! Tell me you are joking!" he shouted dramatically.
"No, I'm not Terry. You are going to have fun. Trust me" I said laughing.
"I can trust a stranger from the street but not you. Not you!" he still not leaving his dramatic act.
"First shove the knife in his thigh" I instructed him as he got his hold on the knife.
He slowly walked towards one of them, "are you going to make me do it?" he cried.
"Yes!" I shouted back.
"Please tell him whatever you know and spare me and you from this torture!" he scolded the man in front of him.
"We know nothing please leave us" he cried.
"Do it Terry" I shouted.
"Fuck it!" I heard Terry cursing, a laugh left my throat. Then he started shoving the blade into one of his thighs the man started crying in pain, but Terry shouted, "Oh please!" he was crying more than that man. I could see even my soldiers were trying to hold back their laughter.
"Can you please shut up?" Terry scolded the crying man, "I'm trying to focus." I was laughing so hard.
"Oh my god! Please stop itttt! The blood is flowing" he cried.
"Ok! Ok stop" I managed to speak while laughing.
He hurriedly left the knife in his thigh, grabbed the box of tissue paper from the table, and started cleaning invisible stains on his hands.
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ENTANGLED STRINGS OF PAST
Storie d'amore"why do you want to die Hazel? why can't you live?" he asked angrily this time. And I couldn't hold myself, " because I'm tired, I'm tired of predenting to be strong, I'm tired of living Aiden, I tried, I tried to find reason to live but I failed at...
