Angel’s POV
Something about him made my blood run cold. Maybe it was the same shade of eye color? Or the coldness behind them? Or maybe the fact that he was only directing that look at me?
He looked to be in his late twenties with coal, black long hair that he tied into a short pony tail.
His glare finally shifted from me as he looked at the killer and flicked his head to the side slightly.
At once, a man took a hold of each one of us and dragged us to the side of the big hall, they made us stand under a thick, grey pipe hanging from the wall and started to handcuff our wrists above our heads using the pipe to trap us in our places.
I was the first on the left side followed by Jenny, April, then Diana.
My heart was in my throat by the time the men stepped away from us and made room for the man in the suit to approach us slowly until he stood directly in front of me.
I couldn’t keep my mouth shut any longer as the curiosity was killing me.
I opened my mouth to speak but the man in the suit held out his finger to stop me and pulled out his cell phone, handing it to the killer who was standing next to him.
“First things first, let’s document this show before it starts. I wouldn’t want your men to miss what is about to go down. I want them to see everything that’s about to happen and enjoy the show as if they are right here with us. I’ll make sure to send them the video as soon as we’re done with you all”
“Start video in three…two…one… and action! Go on sweetheart, what were you about to ask?” he said sarcastically while his man held the phone and started recording us.
“Who are you?” I asked stiffly, trying to keep my fear at bay in front of him.
He tilted his head and said coldly “Oh come on, I’m sure you noticed something similar between us. I saw the flicker of recognition in your eyes Angelina. Go on, take a wild guess”
I gulped and said nervously “We have the same eye color that’s all, it’s not that much of a clue”
He took a deep breath and spoke with venom dripping from every word “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to get my hands on you, Angelina. You are almost an impossible girl to hunt down, but nothing is impossible for me really. Not when you’re involved. You see, you owe me a life, and I’m here to make sure you pay your debt to me…. In blood, pain, and loss”
A shudder ran through me at the unmistakable hint of darkness in his words.
“I don’t owe you anything. I never hurt anyone, never killed anyone” I said tightly.
My comeback pissed him off and his hand shot out and slapped me extremely hard across my right cheek. My head whipped to the side from the force of it and my cheek screamed in pain, but I kept my mouth shut tight. Not giving him the satisfaction of hearing my pain.
I heard several gasps coming from my right side before Diana spoke in a strained voice “I know who you are talking about, young man. You want to take revenge for killing Damian Zade. But you really want to speak about revenge to me when that man did everything he can to tear out my family? He deserved everything that happened to him. If someone did what he did to your family wouldn’t you go above and beyond to kill the person responsible for your losses?”
He gave her a cold smile and said genuinely as he turned his eyes to me “That’s exactly what I’m doing here Ms. Snow. Taking my revenge from the person who killed the only family I had. Who killed her own father. My little sister”
With wide eyes, I stared at the man claiming to be…. My big brother.
Shit.
We are definitely all so dead now.
Had he been just a loyal servant of his, maybe I could have persuaded him somehow to just take me and release the others, but his son! How the hell didn’t we know he had a son?
Well, considering they didn’t even know he had a daughter until four months ago, it shouldn’t really come as a surprise.
“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, I’m Kyle Zade”
He was enjoying the hell out of my shocked state as he released a sick, satisfied chuckle.
“Of course no one knew who I really was to him. It was done for my own safety. I was pretending to be one of his many loyal men, a follower. But father would always value my input and clue me in on all the business deals he was taking. And when uncle Daniel was killed, it made sense for father to appoint a new right hand for him, so he chose me for that job, making me closer to him without really betraying my identity. I begged him not to go to Snow to save you, I assured him that it was a trap and he went there knowing that it was. He knew he was going to meet his end and he had no problems with it as long as he saves you. But you didn’t really need saving, did you Angelina?”
He grabbed me by the neck very brutally, cutting off my oxygen and snarled in my face in a deadly tone “He made me promise before he left to look out for you, to save you if that asshole backed out of the deal and kept you anyway, but imagine my surprise when I found out that you not only sided with him, you were going to fucking marry him! Your father’s murderer!”
He let go of my neck before I chocked to death and I spent half a minute coughing, heaving, and trying to gain back the breath he stole from me.
My tears were flowing at that point, I glared at him, not giving him the satisfaction of making me feel ashamed of my actions or my decisions.
“I placed a listening device in one of father’s cuff links before he left for Snow to hear everything that was going on once he crossed the borders. It was the only way to know the truth for sure. I heard what you said to him. I heard what those assholes did to him. I heard it all and vowed from that moment that I will make you pay for betraying your true family, Angelina, that I will kill you just like you killed our father. But not before I make you watch how I’m going to put the family you chose over your own suffer and scream in unimaginable pain. Not before I make them regret ever taking you in in the first place. Not before you beg me to kill you just to end your suffering” he vowed darkly.
He didn’t give me a chance to speak as he clapped his hands excitedly and said mischievously “Who should we start with Angelina? I’ll make you pick the first one, totally your choice. Come on, tell me”
I have to do something. I have to make him hurt me first, kill me, do whatever he wants to me only and not to them. Or at least kill me first before I have to die a thousand times and watch them in pain because of me.
I can’t lose them, I just can’t.
Do something Angelina! Think dammit!