CHAPTER - 5

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[RUTH]

I stare at the file my bestfriend, Marcus sent me. The file is sitting on my desk and I'm looking at the picture of My little deer from the airport.

Her name is Ava Brown , 19 years old , college student. Father Davis Brown a business man , mother deceased , no siblings and has only one Bestfriend name Alisa.

No boyfriend and never dated anyone before. I smiled that my little deer is so innocent and now she's all mine.

She lives in Manhattan with her father. Thank fuck we live in the same city.

There's No other personal information about her. All she does is go to collage and get back home by 6.

Once in a while she goes out with her friend to accompany her.

That's it ! No hobbies no interests the personal information page is completely empty.

I stare at her photo it's a candid picture. She's wearing jeans and an oversized sweatshirt, backpack on one of her shoulders there's no smile on her face but still she's so beautiful.

This is not enough I want to know everything about her...what is her life like ? why does she have no friends before Alisa ? why don't she have any hobbies ? What does she do when she's all alone ? It's like she is a mystery that I want to solve.

The knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts i put the file in one of the drawers "Come In"  It was Marcus "What is it ? "

" We found the bastard who was stealing from us and selling it to Albanian's" he says "we put him in the basement now what's next ? "

"It's time to teach him a lesson and it will also convey a message to other fuckers what happens when they mess with me. Let's go.." my voice full of authority I stood and walked out of the door and headed towards the basement with Marcus right behind me.

One of the guards opend the door. The bastard who stole from me is tied up to a chair in the middle of the room.

When he saw me entering the fear and panic in his eyes gave me satisfaction. That's right bastard fear me.

"Albert..." I called him keeping my tone deadly.

"Please Boss I'm sorry i made a mistake please forgive me...i-i will never d-do it again" he pleaded.

I removed my suit jacket and rolled my sleeves. Picked a cutting player from the table where all the weapons for torture has been placed.

I slowly walked towards him "You know very well what happens when you steal from Ruth Ashton. You know the consequences and yet you stole from me"

I took his fingers in my hand "I'm sorry please boss please...." And pulled his nails out. He screamed like a pig but I'm not done yet.

"Tell me the name of the person whom you are selling" i switched my pilers with a sharp knife and starting splitting his skin from head to toe. The sound of his scream is so satisfying.

"I don't know please boss believe me one of the guy approached me said he needed arms and would pay any amount I never knew he works for the Albanian" he takes a few breath "I'm saying the truth please boss I'll never do it again..." His voice shivering.

He's telling the truth. I have a knack of identifying if the person is telling the truth or not. No one can lie to me if they did I would know. I placed the weapons on the table "Marcus finish the job and call a clean up team" i ordered and walked out of the room.

I could hear the bastard screaming and shouting and then complete silence.... I ordered my driver that we are going back to the penthouse.

The elevator doors opened and i stepped into the penthouse and took a quick shower change into another suit and headed down again

The drive is on stand by i ordered him to drive to Ava's college.

Ava.. that name suits her. I'm gonna see her again... A small smile playing on my lips.

I saw her coming out of the campus with her best friend Alisa.

She's wearing a skin fit blue jeans and an oversized black tshirt paired with white sneakers. It's simple but that does nothing to lessen her beauty.

Now that she walked a little closer in my direction where my car is parked i noticed that her face is pale. I frown. is she not feeling well ?? Or is it the syllabus stress ? I heard they give a shit load of assignments for students.

All I want to do is walk towards her take her face in my palms and ask her what is wrong. I stop myself from doing so because I don't want to freak her out.

She's quietly listening to her friend who's saying something and suddenly she flinches and discomfort clearly visible on her face which she covered quickly when her friend put her hand on her shoulders and nudged her forward laughing at something she said.

Ava smiled a little to what ever her friend said and it took my breath away. She's even more beautiful when she smiles.

I want her to smile more and I want to be the reason for that smile.

Ava parted with her friend and headed towards the bus stop. Observing her my gut says something is off and i started to study her every moment even more precisely.

Suddenly she looked in the direction of my car a frown forming on her face and then she turned her head and scanned her surroundings. Cute. Seeing nothing she sat there waiting for the bus.

Ava got down the bus and starting walking towards her home which is a 15min walk. The road is empty dangerous for a girl to walk alone.

Why isn't no one picking her up ? It's not like they are poor his father's business is doing well and they have good amount of assets I don't understand why is she even taking a bus.

Same as before she turned her head scanned her surrounding and increased her walking pace. She must have felt like someone is following.

I grinned. Yes my girl you are being followed but not to worry it's me and you are safe in my hands you will know that very soon. I told myself internally.






















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