Making You Mine

Chapter 22

"Is my little kitten ready to go home?"

I look up and gape at the silhouette of the man in-front of me.

"I-Ise?" My voice cracks as the tears flood out again.

"The one and only~" he approaches as I make out his features one by one.

"How? Aren't you... dead?" He squats in-front of the cage.

"You actually thought a bitch like her could kill me? Sweetheart, she's child's play for me~ nobody could kill me." He fiddles with the lock before snapping the metal. I flinch.

I didn't know he was this strong. Damn.

"This look kinda fits you~ the cage and the broken look in your eyes. Alas, this will remind you of Yuki- what's her name? Doesn't matter. So I won't put you in one okay?"

"I'm sorry." My mind recalls that this wouldn't of happened if I didn't try to escape, if I didn't trust her again.

Ise's POV-

"It's not your fault cutie! It's all that bitch's so don't worry! Here, let's get you out of here."  I pull her up and out of the cage. It was a pain finding  her, that's for sure.

— hours before—-

I open the door to my room and notice that my kitten is gone.

"Y/n! Why do you keep leaving me?!?" I rush out of the room and straight to the car.

She's didn't take it so that means she's not far. I grab my phone and make a call.

"Find her."

"S-sir?"

"Find (Y/n) now!"

"Of course sir!" I walk back into the house, not ending the call. I grab a bag and head over towards the main office.

"Sir? I've located her last whereabouts."

"Where?"

"She was last noted heading towards the abandoned warehouse, with someone by the name of Yulia."

Yulia?! That whore! Once I get my hands in her, oh it's going to be messy. I knew I shouldn't of let her off, but I was so focused on my kitten that I didn't care.

"Alright, thanks. Gather the men now."

"... of course. But are you sure you need them?"

"Just do it, I want her to be miserable."

"Of course sir."

He hung up right as I got to the building. I slam the head office doors open and go straight to my grandfather.

"Oh! Ise! Uhh what are you doing here?"

My grandfather is scared of me, enough so he'll listen to me. My whole family has, for generations, been people to kill for whatever reasons, however, I'm the worst. Apparently. I don't feel the slightest bit of remorse for my victims. I o my care about (y/n)~.

"I need access to that." His face pales but he nods slowly.

"What reason could possibly require that."

"My darling prey was taken from me. I have to show my superiority."

"Of course! Of course! Here's the key!! Um, if possible maybe not cause a ruckus." He looks weak for a few seconds, guess age of finally hitting him.

"Maybe."

I walk out and it just happens to be the time for classes to be let out, at this school classes run late, for those that need it. I hear screams of girls, all excited to see me.

"I'm busy, move." I glare at them and the all start to move out of the way, they don't seem mad that I'm rude, not that I actually care how they feel.

I hop in the car and drive towards the warehouse, not the one with my kitten in it.

"Hang tight kitten. I'll come soon."

I open the door and head through the security systems, until I finally reached it. I stuffed it into my pocket and headed back out.

It'll come in handy later.

Finally, I get on the road towards the main target. My precious darling.

I station the men in certain spots before opening the door.

"Is my little kitten ready to go home?"

. So that was the reason he took so long to come save her~ otherwise he would've been there a lot sooner ❤️❤️