PROLOGUE
QUEEN AND GHOST
LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA
Kiara Veretti's point of view:
I STOOD NEXT TO KADE, A DEADLY SILENCE surrounding us. Together, we looked at Kairo who was tied down to his bed and unable to move. His eyes were closed and he was fast asleep after our last session. Kairo and I have been having our sessions for about a month now and I think he's been making progress.
"It's not working." I suddenly heard next to me and my eyebrows furrowed together. "Mr Verlize, therapy doesn't change a person in a month. It takes time and it can't be rushed."
"He's growing restless being forced to stay here. Yesterday, he attacked one of the maids who went inside to clean his room. Therapy isn't working." He repeated, shaking his head and clenching his jaw. "I have to find something else to fix him so he doesn't fuck up my name."
"What are you going to do to him?"
"Shock therapy, whipping, anything to revert that child to normal." He explained and a gasp escaped from my lips. I fully turned to him with wide eyes. "I beg your pardon?"
"Don't be worried. That bastard is already used to shock therapy and it did wonders for him back then. I want to use it on a more harsher scale to wipe out his memory completely. If he doesn't remember his fucked up childhood, he won't have the urge to kill." He verbalized making me scoff and shake my head slightly.
I almost couldn't believe what I was hearing. What type of father would hurt their child? Besides, Kade was the reason for all of Kairo's trauma. He abandoned him from the beginning and didn't even try to bring him in when his mother died. He blames Kairo for being born but he was the one who had unprotected sex with another woman outside of his marriage.
Suddenly, Kade's phone rang and he excused himself. I looked back at Kairo and frowned. I held nothing but disgust for him but I couldn't help but feel pity about his situation. How was I supposed to help him when all I wanted was for him to get arrested and get mental help?
I crossed my arms and stood next to his bed, trying to analyze my patient. How was I ever going to fix him? This all sounded crazy. He needed to go to jail.
There was a noise behind the door so I turned my head. When I turned back to Kairo, I realized my hair had become unraveled and I frowned. I had a metal stick holding it up and now it was suddenly nowhere to be found. I didn't know if I just lost it or a while ago but I mentally cursed myself. It was expensive.
After sighing, I walked out of Kairo's room and entered the room I had been given. Since the day was practically over I changed into my pajamas and laid on the bed. I talked to my dad on the phone for about half an hour before finding myself falling asleep.
A couple of hours later, I woke up to screams coming from outside my room. I quickly stood up and pulled my eye mask off my eyes, feeling my heart beating against my chest in fear. I grabbed the shock controller just in case.
The screams continued and I rushed outside, wanting to figure out what was wrong. I ran down the east stairwell and nothing lit up the house other than the light from the full moon.
Instantly, I was met with the foul stench of blood and the sight of about a dozen bodies on the floor in the living room. I gasped loudly, placing my hand over my mouth as I thought I would throw up. Standing with a gun in his hand, Kairo threw another maid to the floor and licked her blood off his fingers. He was covered in red, I couldn't even recognize him.
This was a massacre. He had killed everyone in this house.
I tried to hide behind the wall but my sudden movement caught his attention. I heard chuckles from behind me and my eyes began to grow blurry. I was about to die, this is where it would end for me. I just knew it.
