After an hour, Diego's car arrived at an unknown place, it was quiet and far from the main city. He stopped down and walked towards the small building, his hands tucked into his pocket.
Getting into the not-so-dark building, Diego headed straight to a room. As he pushed the door open his eyes settled in a figure.
His hands were tied tightly together above his head, his feet not touching the ground as he groaned in pain. His breathing was coming hard and he was half naked.
Mr. Henry lifted his gaze to Diego, his lips trembling at the hellish pain he had passed throughout the night.
"Hmm, I was expecting to see him dripping in blood" Diego frowned, casting a cold glance at the man seated in the corner.
"I'm sorry boss" The man quickly apologized.
"Leave" Diego ordered and the man bowed before stepping out.
"Diego, please son. This is just a misunderstanding..."
Mr. Henry's word was cut short by the loud screeching sound of the metal chair being dragged on the floor. The sound stopped and Diego sat on the chair. Leaning forward, he placed his elbows on his knee.
"Son.."
"I'll double your punishment if you call me that again" He warned coldly and Mr. Henry bit down his lips, as he breathed erratically.
"So Henry" Diego leaned back to the chair and widened his leg.
"How should I kill you?"
Mr. Henry sobbed harder at his words. "Oh please.. just spare me, Diego.. just think of the fact that I had helped your father in the past...."
"That was my father, not me. I and that motherfucker is not the same" Diego glared, he hates it when his father is being brought to the surface.
"So answer Henry, how should I kill you?" Diego asked again, standing up and striding slowly towards the trembling man. "Or how about you give me a good reason why I shouldn't kill you? I solely came here to torture you myself, Henry. If you give me a good reason then I might reconsider"
Mr. Henry swallowed the bile rising in his throat. His head spun from finding a good answer.. instead.. he found none.
"Give shoot me in the fucking head Diego. I'm in pain"
Diego's lips curled, he loved that word.
"That sounds like a melody" He mumbled. "How about I help you, Henry"
"Please just end me fast.. please" He pleaded.
Diego slowly drew out a knife, he stared at it like a treasure. Mr. Henry's breath became shaky.
"Diego... Ahhhhhhh!!!!"
Intense pain coursed through Mr. Henry as the devil dived the knife on one side of his abdomen without pulling it out.
Diego didn't stop there as he bought out another knife and divided it into the second side of his stomach.
If the pain was on scale one for Mr. Henry then it is now on the scale ten. With his hands tied together above, and his feet not reaching the floor. Mr. Henry couldn't move.
Just a slight inch of movement, made it feel like the knife was cutting through him. He stayed frozen, trying to suppress his cries that only brought him pain.
"Do you feel good?" Diego asked.
Mr. Henry's mouth parted but no word came out. Speaking words only brought him pain. The best thing he could do was to wait for his death which didn't seem to come.
"I didn't remove the knives because you'll bleed and die faster and that's not what I wanted" Diego shook his head slightly.
'Devil!' Mr. Henry screamed inwardly, each of his breaths was painful.
"The fun is just getting started Henry" Diego smirked, patting the man's face. "Now I'll sit and watch you die slowly and painfully. When you come back in your next life, you'll never fuck with me or anyone close to me"
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"Dad, c'mon.. pick up the damn phone" Venessa sighed frustratingly as the makeup artist worked on her face.
She had decided to pursue her acting career and was having an audition that day. Her dad promised to show up for backup but he was nowhere to be found.
Venessa groaned when the call went off again.
"The makeup is done ma'am" The artist informed me. Venessa rolled her eyes unappreciative and went into voicemail.
"Dad, where the fuck are you? It's time for the audition. Did you forget already? You don't care about me anymore? If you don't come then I'll hate you!" She snapped.
Finally, it was her turn, trying to hide her upset look, Venessa bowed to the judges. After asking for her name.. they permitted her to perform.
Relenting so much on her father's power, Venessa's performance didn't go well. Though, she thought she did perfectly at the end...
"How about you learn something else? Acting is not for you woman"
"How did you even get here?"
"You've just wasted my time"
Stepping out, Venessa couldn't believe what just happened. She was breaking with so much anger when she tried her father's line again but then...
The news flashed on the screen.......
A burnt house and ambulances played on the screen. Venessa wanted to look away but for some reason, her eyes stayed glued.
"A strange number called the reporter and firefighter. A man died in a fire accident.. A suicide? His body was unrecognizable when we got there.."
A firefighter was then interviewed.
"Have you known the identity of the man who met with the unfortunate incident?" The reporter asked.
"Uhm.. we found something.. this should help '' The male firefighter bought out an Identification card. The reporter's eyes widened.
"No way, this belongs to Henry Maxwell.. the owner of Maxwell cooperation!"
The phone with Venessa dropped to the floor, cracking. The world seemed to slow around her as she froze in her spot.
Henry Maxwell?
Her father?!
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20 minutes after the news, at the police station, a woman dressed in all black covering her head stepped in. Her eyes darted around as she made her way to one of the policemen's desks.
The policeman gave her a questioning look. though he found the impatient woman a bit familiar.
"Uhm.. ma'am how may I.."
"I'm here to turn myself in," Hannah said impatiently.
"Huh?"
"I killed Henry Maxwell.. I was the one who burned down that building and then called the ambulance and reporters. It wasn't intentional but first handcuff me" She said quickly.
"Ma'am, I really do not understand..."
"What the hell do you not understand? I'm the one who killed Henry Goddammit!!!" Hannah yelled frustratingly to the detective. "Just handcuffed me and put me in the damn prison!!!"
"Or I'll kill you" Hannah leaned close and whispered.
The police quickly handcuffed her and put them in prison.
"No visitors please, or I'll kill them too" Hannah warned, her gaze and action made the policemen believe she was a psycho.
"What? She is Hannah Gonzalez? The daughter of the Gonzalez family?" The chief commander couldn't believe his ears when he heard the news.
"She doesn't want the news out nor does she want any visitors" The policeman informed me but unfortunately...
One of the cops called his wife who turned out to be a reporter. He knew the news would bring his wife a lot of money.
And that was it.....
The news spread out.
THE FAMOUS HANNAH GONZALEZ CONFESSED SHE WAS THE ONE BEHIND THE TRAGIC INCIDENT OF HENRY MAXWELL..
***
Seeing the news, Candy's face dropped. Yazmine and the others also frowned at seeing the news.
"What is she doing?" Candy muttered. How in the world is Hannah claiming to be the one behind Henry's incident?! Is she high?
"Is she doing exactly what I predicted?" Diego spoke behind Candy, his eyes focusing on the news.
The woman couldn't hide anymore..
"Huh? Taking the blame and putting herself into prison?" Candy asked looking back at him.
"No" Diego's eyes flickered with excitement.. he muttered..
"SHE IS RUNNING AWAY FROM ME"
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Does Hannah really think those little barricades are going to protect her from the devil?
Hell no!...