𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 | 18+

5| A club night

Aaron's Pov

Aaron stepped into the basement, his cold demeanor returned. He saw the man bound and injured, and he smirked before calling out to another figure in the shadows.

"Derek!" he called out. "Wake him up."

Derek appeared from the shadows, looking every bit as intimidating as Aaron. He walked over to the man and roughly shook him awake.

Aaron walked over to the man, who immediately started begging for mercy. "Please, I swear I didn't mean to do it. I was just following orders. Please have mercy," he pleading.

Aaron ignored his pleas, his expression cold. He leaned down so he was eye-level with the man and spoke in a low, dangerous tone. "Who sent you?" he asked.

As Aaron heard the man's words, he felt a sudden wave of anger wash over him. The Russians were targeting Eva?

He grabbed the man roughly by the collar and pulled him up, slamming him against the wall behind him. "You were following Eva?" he growled.

Aaron slammed the man onto the table, pinning him down. He leaned in close, his face mere inches away from the man's. "Who told them about her?" he demanded, his voice low and dangerous.

The man whimpered and tried to squirm away, but Aaron's grip was unbreakable. "I...I don't know. I swear, I was just following orders."

Aaron smirked as he caught the knife from Derek. He turned back to the man, who looked up at him with a mixture of fear and desperation. Aaron leaned over him, the blade glinting in the dim light. "You're going to tell me everything," he said, his voice cold and unwavering.

The man cried out in pain as Aaron twisted the knife in his flesh. "I swear, I don't know anything!" he cried. "Please, I don't know who told them about her. I was just following orders, I swear."

Aaron leaned in closer, his face cold and uncaring. "You'd better think real hard," he said, twisting the knife again. "Because I don't believe you.

"The man's face went pale at Aaron's words. "One of our members...?" he whispered, looking up at Aaron with wide eyes. "I don't...I didn't know..."

Aaron stabbed the knife thrice in his abdomen and after twisting it ruthlessly he asked again '' Tell me if you want to live your life more ...."

The man was in extreme pain and said "On-one of ur worker , but i swear I don't know any-anything further ".

Aaron then stabbed the knife into his eyes and said "You looked at her with these filthy eyes , now face the consequences. "
with that he again stabbe the knife into his second eye.

He groaned in pain and die .

Aaron walked back, wiping the blood from his hands. He looked over at Derek. "Dig everything you can find out about the Russians.

Every bit of information," he said, his voice cold. "I want to know who the hell is targeting Eva."

After the tense scene in the basement,

Aaron and Derek headed to a nearby club to unwind. They walked in nonchalantly, taking in the sights and sounds of the club.

Music blared from the speakers, and the air was thick with the scent of alcohol and sweat.They made their way to the VIP corner of the club, where the most exclusive tables and couches were located. The lighting was dim and sultry, and the atmosphere was much more intimate than in the rest of the club.

A scantily clad woman approached them, her curvy figure accentuated by her figure-hugging dress. She sauntered up to Aaron, a sultry smile on her lips. "Can I get you anything, sir?" she purred.