The joker's protege

6.The BAD GUY

Tyler's pov:
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The Italian mafia have been planning something big. I can feel it! The fact that we caught another guy besides the one taking pictures seems weird.

It seems they want us to know they're coming. I really need my men trained.
“Joe. Take me where the Italian guy is.. Time for some questions"
“Sure Tyler" That's right. He called me Tyler. He has been my best friend since 3.

His mother was like a mother to me. I haven't introduced Joe as my friend to you guys(My bad).... He calls me by my last name only when we're at work or when discussing work related issues.

Getting to the torture room. I smiled seeing the dried up blood on the floor. On the long  table which had chains and on the tools.

Walking towards the Italian guy who was captured, I started “I'm asking you some questions and if you don't answer there will be consequences. Do you understand!"

He looked at me without uttering a word.
I take that as a yes then. “Why were you around our territory?" I started.

No answer. Okay he wants to play huh? I'll play.
Grabbing a taser I forced his mouth open, grabbed his tongue and tased it for 20 seconds. By the time I was done, his tongue was filled with blisters.

“Why were you in our territory?!" I shouted. This mother fucker was really getting on my nerves.

“W-wait-t I'll t-talk" he stuttered
“I was sent to check for ways we could get in and place you all under siege" he responded.

“I already sent them photos and everything they needed" he added.
This mother fucker. He'll get it!

“What are your plans? " I asked.
“I don't fucking know! I was only sent to take pictures" he yelled.

Punching him in the faced I shouted. “You don't use the F word on me asshole"
I guess I'm done with him then.

I'll give him a slow and painful death. I started grinning at my thoughts. Grabbing a knife, I forced his tongue out and gave it a clean cut. The tongue still wiggling I'm my hand, I threw it on the floor. The man screamed in pure agony.

I'm so loving this! I grabbed a sledge hammer and slammed it on both his knees.  Another scream. I took a saw and started moving the sharp edge roughly against his already shattered knee cap.

After series of moving, his knees were gone. I wanted to have more fun, so I stabbed his right eye. As expected, he screamed. I decided to end this game so I sliced his throat. Letting him choke on his own blood,  he died.

Today was fun. I exited the room to another room where I could clean up. I wouldn't want Khloe seeing me in this amount of blood.

There were also different clothes I could wear. I changed my clothes and decided to head home.
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Khloe's pov:
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I went into the piano room and played myself some music since I needed entertainment. After playing for an hour, I felt extremely tired.

I went to the room filled with large windows Tyler showed me yesterday. I decided to enjoy the view.

Looking outside, I saw someone looking at me without breaking his gaze. I assumed Tyler asked him to watch over me.

Does he think I'll try to escape or what? I'll surely confront him about it.
I decided to enjoy the cool breeze that slipped in after opening the window.

I slept off.
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Tyler's pov :
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I can't wait to get home to Khloe. To kiss those soft lips of hers. To make out in the shower and do naughty things(not sex though, but close). Smirking at my own thoughts, I told the driver to drive faster.

Finally getting home, I rushed inside to meet her. She wasn't in the kitchen and I couldn't perceive any aroma of food.

What's going on? Where is she then!?
I decided to check the room. No she wasn't there.
I checked my room and the piano room. She isn't there. I decided to check the room I was sure she would be in. On getting there,  I was shocked. She wasn't in the garden! I started to think about the Italian mafia. No way they could know about her.

I shook the thought off as soon as it came. Checking all the rooms,  I still couldn't find Khloe.

Sitting on the floor of the corridor, I concluded that she had been taken by the Italians. How could I be so stupid? I should have- wait! I haven't checked the window room(stupid name right? I know. Lol) running up the stairs, I hoped she was in here. Opening the door, I saw an angel sleeping peacefully on the comfy chair.

I sighed loudly. Thank God! Walking closer, I scooped her up and decided to take her to our room. Laying her on the bed, she woke up.

“Hello My lady" I smiled at her.
“Hey, so you remember me now huh?" she replied like she was mad about something.

“Oh. I told you I'm sorry. I had to leave home for something important. I'm sorry" I pleaded. “I really missed you while I was at work today" I said trying to lighten up the mood.

“That explains the watch man huh?" she asked. What watch man?
“Huh?" I asked confused.

“There was a man watching me while I was at the window room. You sent him to watch me right?"

“No I didn't" Shitttt shitttt.  The Italians have gotten here toooo.

“It must be the Italians." I explained everything that has been happening and she looked shocked. There's no way I'm letting them get to her. No fucking way!

I'll have tons of guys watching over her
She'll be safe.

“You know I can defend myself too right? " she snapped me out of my thoughts.
No way!
Raising an eyebrow at her she knew I didn't believe.

“Bring your best fighter,I'll fight him. If I win, I get to train your men,  if he wins you can leave me locked up inside with men watching over me. Deal? " she said.

“We do need a trainer though. Okay deal"
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Khloe's pov:
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I'm going to prove to Tyler that I'm not a weakling. Yeah...

I was gonna fight his best man tomorrow and if I win, I get to train them.
That's way better than sitting here all day. Woooohoo!
I'm so ready!
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A/n
I'm sorry if this is very late. Ive been very busy lately. Please like and comment and also please invite people to read this.