Chapter 21

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I've been continuing to follow and try to get German to show me where he keeps Daryl, but no use.

- I'm not telling you shit! - he hissed at me at another night when I was with him.

He was working on some papers while I was sitting on the couch, beside his table.

- Why?

- Just no.

- German, you're really torturing him? Why? What's your point with that? What do you want to get out of him?

So far he wasn't looking up at me, but as soon as I started questioning him he looked up, looking frustrated as I continued.

- You punished Rick already... Rick, me and everyone else from the group by smashing our friends...

- He needs to learn how to behave. Once he does he might gets out alive... or might not...

I suddenly started laughing in pain at this point...

- I can't believe all this... You're not only having this place, killing people with pure joy... Torturing Daryl and hell knows who else, but you're also keeping a fucking harem for your own entertainment and you're coming to me, not only killing my friends, bringing me here to watch you fuck them?!

- Hold on, Angeles! - he said, standing up - How do you know....

- About the harem?

- That's not a fucking harem!

- Then what the fuck is it?!

- This is not even the point of this, is it?!

- The point is that you've became a pure asshole that...

Suddenly I was cut off my a knock on the door and both me and German groaned:

- Fuck...

Before he said:

- Come in!

It was Ramallo.

- Sorry, but uh... we need you at the front gate... - he muttered awkwardly, seeing I was there too.

- Ugh, fine... But Angie!

- What? - I groaned.

- We're not fucking finished!

- Yeah, yeah...

As much as German was on to say something more to that he just left with Ramallo, leaving me and my anger behind, causing me to just feel more pissed than before.

And since he wasn't around I just left the room as well, going out for a walk alone.

Or atleast I thought I was alone, without anyone watching me until I heard a voice right behind me, saying:

- Nice to see you around, Angeles...

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