Chapter 6

MARK'S POV

"Big boss, we heard her scream" one of my men reported, and I dismissed him with a wave of my hand.

"It's alright, she'll be fine."

"Big boss, I doubt that. She can't even move from her spot" He argued with caution. I stood up from the sofa with a deep sigh and walked back to the basement with my man behind me.

Getting to the murder scene, I spotted a tiny figure holding a flashlight. She couldn't even move, just as my man had reported.

I exhaled heavily and took a step further into the room. "Miss. Villarreal," I called, and extended my hands to reach out to her.

Unexpectedly, she slumped and passed out. Thanks to my quick reflexes, I caught her before she could hit the ground. I took her phone and placed the light over her face. She looked so pale, and her face was covered in sweat beads. Even her clothes were sticky.

Gradually, it registered in my head that I had gone too far, but even though I felt pity for her, the urge to torture her more was greater.

"You're such a weakling" I whispered into her ears, not bothering whether she heard me or not. I carried her like a princess and strutted out of the room. Oh, my. She was weightless.

Without putting much thought to it, I carried her all the way to my bedroom and placed her on the bed. I covered her with the duvet and walked out of the room, trotting downstairs.

My butler, Ruiz, was standing by the bookshelf with a phone in his hands and a frown on his face. I knew something was wrong.

I took a seat on the sofa and crossed my legs, making myself comfortable. "What's the problem?" I questioned, and his frown dissolved into a nervous smile.

"It's Mr. Dickson, your father. He sent Lady Victoria over. She should be here in an hour" He revealed with a cautious voice, his gaze on the ground. I had to process his words for a moment before anger surged through my veins.

"Are you saying she's coming to the house?" I asked, trying to confirm. I stood up abruptly and walked to the window, looking out.

"How sure are you?" I added.

"Very sure, Master. Mr. Dickson said we must accept her and make sure she's comfortable" Ruiz replied confidently.

I snorted in disgust, then laughed. "We're sending her back. Send one of our men to deflate her tyres, so that the old man can think it was an enemy and ask her to come back" I ordered, smiling victoriously. I felt my phone buzz, and I dug it out of my breast pocket. It was a text from my personal assistant.

"We found the main boss. We're on our way" He wrote, and I smiled in satisfaction. Exactly the good news I'd been waiting for.

The bastard actually thought those lackeys of his he planted in my company as workers could break into the company's security system and hack into our computer-based files. He was undoubtedly being delusional. Even the best hacker in Los Angeles wasn't capable.

Since he couldn't sit down and try to comprehend the reason behind his men going missing, it would be best he joined them in hell. Next time, those after him will learn to draw the battle line with the right people.

"Ruiz, tell the men to be at alert. The enemy will be entering our territory very soon" I announced, and turned to leave.

I halted and added after a second thought. "Tell Leo to leave the captive in the torture room and come get me in the throne room."

I took the elevator instead of the stairs, arriving on the top floor. I stood before a large door and pushed it open, inhaling the scent of freshly cut flowers from the garden. Yes, the room was the place I enjoyed meditating. Although, it was quite huge and used for meetings, I still preferred it to my study room.

I strode in all the way to where the tallest seat was positioned. I sat down comfortably and crossed my legs, my eyes closed.

A moment passed before I heard a loud bang. My eyes shot open to see Leo walk in with an indifferent gaze. He got to me and knelt on his left knee.

"Good day, Big boss" He greeted, his eyes fixed on the ground.

I chuckled amusingly. "It's fine. You can rise up on your feet. I need the whole details."

Leo stood up and dusted his knees. "We found him trying to break into one of our warehouses again. This time, he came with men highly skilled than the ones we've encountered. Thankfully, we had strong men on standby."

"Where is he?" I probed further, my eyes narrowed.

"In the torture room, just as you instructed" Leo replied.

I stood up slowly and sauntered straight to the exit. "Let's go hear the excuses he has to make" I stated with a cold smirk.

We got to torture room and the men gave way for us. Just as I thought, my men had already taken good care of him. The old bastard was strapped to a chair, his mouth gagged. His face was swollen and his clothes were drenched in blood. 

"Mr. Cruz" I chuckled deeply, my voice full of condescension. "You look pitiful. Do you want me to stop them?"

He opened his eyes and spat on my shoes. "You can go the hell, you brat" He cursed, and instantly, one of my men cut one of his ears off.

The man screamed out in pain and struggled with the chair. It was such a delight to watch your enemy become vulnerable before you.

"Now, do you care to explain what you've been looking for in my territory before you lose your second ear?" I berated threateningly, signalling to my men to remove the cloth stuffed in his mouth.

He coughed out a huge amount of blood and choked hard. "You'll never find out who's behind this. He'll destroy you, regardless of how hard you fight. Trust me."

I was taken aback by his words. "Are you saying there's a bigger enemy?"