“Bring him out,” Jason ordered the security men who stood at the far end of the hall, and they did as he had said, pulling him out of the cylindrical component and bringing him to stand in front of Jason, still bound by chains and handcuffed like a prisoner.
Jason looked into the man's eyes, he couldn't help but wonder what gave the young man the guts to walk into his organization, and snoop around, whilst hoping that he would not get caught.
“Will you speak up, or do you want me to ask you?” Jason uttered, and the man looked straight into his eyes without giving a response.
“Silence huh?” He scoffed and nodded his head. A sanctimonious smirk crept upon his face as he looked at his employees.
“Can I have my knuckle rings?” He requested, and while he was still speaking, one of the men in a white lab coat brought a small black briefcase to him.
When he opened it, Jason took out five knuckle rings, each with a diamond centerpiece. He wore one on each finger and turned back to the man once again.
“Who sent you?” He asked, and without waiting for the young man to respond, Jason punched him across the face using the same fist that had those knuckle rings he had put on.
The man lifted his head in pain but did not make a sound. He tried to use the back of his palm to wipe off the blood trailing down his nose, but with the security men still holding onto his hand, it was impossible.
“I'll ask again, and for the last time, who sent you?” Jason asked, but this time, he gave the man a few seconds to see if he would reply, but yet the man was hesitant. For a second, he seemed to be enjoying the taste of his blood as it trailed down the side of his lips into his mouth.
Without a second thought, Jason repeated the same action, on the same side of his face, and everyone in the room turned their faces away, as though they felt the same pain. The man's mouth was bleeding, and he couldn't help but let out a painful groan before being left to stand on his own.
Just as soon as they left his hand, Jason struck him a third time, and because the young man had no balance with his feet chained, he fell to the ground, and a mixture of blood and saliva escaped his lips.
“I guess I'll have to blow your head off. Then I'll see if you'd rather lose your life to keep a secret,” Jason uttered, his voice full of rage. He had encountered numerous people like this in his lifetime, and not even losing their lives scared them.
“You are going to kill me anyways, so why should I tell you?” The young man asked. He was struggling to breathe, because every time he inhaled, it felt as though a knife was pierced through his nostril, and his lip was already getting sore.
Jason scoffed,
“Isn't that correct?”
He dropped one knee on the ground and bent the other. Looking down at his unlucky victim, his mind flashed back to the last time he ever had to be this brutal.
Jason has intentionally taken a break from these sorts of fights, he was worried about becoming a husband who couldn't control his anger and hit his wife at slight offenses. Just a single punch on Melissa's face and his lovely wife would be sent to her maker, so he had to withdraw completely.
But when these thoughts flooded his mind, Melissa's recent action followed, and his rage was now fuel to the max. If for nothing, this poor man has gotten into his hands on the wrong day.
He lifted the man with his left hand by pulling him by the collar.
“You are right,” He said again,
“I will kill you even if you tell me who sent you, but I won't stop there.”
“I believe that you know what kind of organization this is, and it'll only take us a click of a button to find every single member of your family, and waste their lives as well. So the choice is yours, tell me and die alone, refuse and die along with your lineage… you have ten seconds.” Jason concluded, left his collar and began walking towards a cabinet where different kinds of guns hung.
“I have tracked down his mother's location,” The lady who had walked Jason exclaimed, her hand scrolling nonstop on her tablet.
“House 23 Bloomsbury Groove, Hallingburg.” She added.
The man's eyes widened in shock, as the lady called out his mother's house address without missing a single detail.
“Good,” Jason mumbled, taking a gun from the cabinet and walking back to his victim.
“I also have his sister's location and. .. oh,” the lady's eyes widened in shock,
“His wife too.”
“You are married?” Jason asked him,
“How convenient.”
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My Celebrity Ex-wife Regretted After Divorce
RomansaJason's attempt to make his wife one of the biggest names in the industry's all came crumbling to dust when a picture of her kissing another man was sent to him. After all that he had done for her, though in secrete, she walked out of their marriage...
