John's POVI used the baton in my hand to hit him on his stomach. That caused him to cough, and bloodaccompanied the cough. “Easy man. I just started,” I advised him. He was already bleedingthrough his mouth, but this was just the beginning.“I am sorry, sir. Please sir” he kept pleading. I didn't want him to die before I got theinformation I needed from him, by the way. I signalled Parker to lose from the rope, which hedid without hesitating.He dropped him from the rope and made him sit his damn ass on the ground. I took a bucketof water and emptied its content on the pathetic man. “I need answers, man,” I said as Igrabbed a chair and made myself comfortable before him.“I would tell you everything, sir. Please just spare me sir” he whimpered. He looked like asmall child who was getting a beating for the wrong he did.“Can you tell me everything you've been telling Rebecca? OK, let's start from here. Who doyou answer to?” I asked. I stated my first question clearly, so there
John's POVHe screamed so loud that my ears nearly got damaged. I can't believe that this young manhere was employed as my security. See how he is whimpering like a little child.“That's one finger. We haven't gone over to the next one” I grinned. I had only dealt with hisRight pinky finger. That finger is usually the most susceptible one to pain.“Please sir, I can’t bear this pain” he kept pleading. His was really weeping like a child, but that was not going to make me stop tormenting him. I wanted to stop being wicked for a while, but I guess I wasn’t called forth to such type of life.I did exactly the same thing to all his fingers. I also made sure I was very slow, so that he would feel the pain very well. Pulling out his finger nails was considered fun for me, but I just started.“Tie him upside down, I have a wonderful plan for him” I ordered Parker. I filled a small tank with water and placed beneath were him had him tied up. I had a really good plan for him. I slowly releas
Sarah’s POVSomehow, I doubted my ears for a while. It seemed like I didn’t get that part very well. “I don’t understand,” I said confusion written over my face . His regular cold expression towards me was gradually coming back.“Can you stand up from my bed? After that, we can have a proper conversation” he said. I believed he didn’t want to sound rude, but that came out in a very rude manner.“I don’t understand. What is going on? You’re being rude all of a sudden” I lamented. I remained on the bed, and I made no attempt to get up. I was expecting him to come and join me on the bed. At least, let’s try having a civil conversation. But here he is, giving me a totally absurd treatment.“I said get the hell out of my bed, It seems you might have gone dead.” he roared. He had a rage filled expression, so I was forced to quickly get my ass off his king-sized bed.“I am up. What is it? Talk to me” I said as I slowly walked towards him. I went ahead to touch his chin softly, but he grabbed
John’s POVI was about to leave the house to go and settle some really important issues, when I heard indistinct chatter coming from Sarah’s room. Curiosity made me go there to see what was going on.“I am sorry sir” Rosaline who was trying to comfort Sarah was forced to get up on her feet, and made an attempt to leave the room immediately. But I quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her back into the room, forcing her to stand between me and Sarah’s bed.“I need to talk to you as well,” I said. While she was standing at my front, with our eyes locked on each other’s gaze, I had to let her leave the room. It was not worth involving her in this conversation in any way.“Have you come to apologize or ruin me with your hurtful words?” Sarah, who was lying in the bed when I entered her room, quickly sat upright right at the edge of the bed, leaving her feet on the ground.“You don’t have the right to speak to me in such a manner” I said furiously with my index finger pointing towards her. S
John’s PovTrusting people is something I can be very sceptical about. Besides, I just met Raymond today. He could be working with the FBI to find who killed my father ten years ago. This is so insane! It’s been ten years now, and these people feel this is the right time to bring up this case.I had the technical department carry out some facial ID on him and see if he had any data that could give him off as a threat to me. They did as I had instructed, and in no time, I had his data sitting on my PC.His profile was quite queer to me. He had no records with the police. He was a walking saint. But from his looks, he looked to me like he was always doped or something. It's more like a drug lord in the form of a saint. This is not making any sense to me. He also has a company, from the records I am looking at.I guess I can give him a try. I’ll start with paying a surprise visit to the address on his card. “Take me to this address here” I said to my driver. I was already done with ever
John’s Pov “I have some questions I would love to ask you,” I said softly. I didn't want to scare her off. Besides, she has always had my best interest in mind.“OK sir. I am ready to give you the answers to each of them,” she replied softly.“I need you to tell me who you disclosed the secret of my father's death to. I need the truth, please,” I said. I had to highlight the path where I needed her to be honest with me.“I…..I….. I told only Sarah. We had a conversation, and I told her. I am very sorry, sir.” She said, Judging from her expression, she was being very honest at the moment.“You made a mistake, but I think I should do my talking with Sarah at the moment” I replied. I had every right to be angry, but I didn't get angry. Somehow, I didn't see any reason to get angry at her. “Just get Sarah to come to my room please” I dismissed her immediately.It didn't take up to one minute for me to hear a knock on my door. Rosaline must have told her what she was going to face in my r
Sarah’s POVI had lost control of personal desire as he walked in up close into my personal space. I found it hard to resist him at this time. I think I am sick, he treats me like shit and here I am drooling over him. I must have Stockholm syndrome. It felt like there was some force of attraction between our lips.He wasn’t going to hold back at this moment because he just kept drawing closer to me with his lips. He wore a smirk on his face, and his eyes looked too attractive all of a sudden. I closed my eyes, hoping that my lips were going to be met with a soft kiss on the lips, but it was a tape to my lips.I could not believe that he had just lured me to place a tape on my lips. I wanted to shout and blab, but I could only make muffled noises. He forced me to sit on a chair, which he provided.I didn’t know what he was up to, but it was certain from the expression on his face that he was willing to deal with me severely. He was already picking out certain tools from his box. The sa
John's POVI had to resuscitate her immediately. It wasn't a mistake, by the way, I needed to drown her. I saw that as a way of making her understand her place. I wasn't going to sit back and watch her speak to me in a manner of intense disrespect.After thirty seconds of trying to get the water out of her lungs, she coughed and took in a deep breath. “Welcome back mate” I said. It is a good thing she didn't die on me, by the way.She was still weak, and so she was unable to talk. I could see the sudden fear she had in her eyes. I guess I loved that feeling because I had a soft smile on my face while looking into her eyes.I opened the door and left the basement. I had Parker cone in and take her back to her room. I was urged to pay a visit to Matt, but I didn't see it as a wise decision.The best thing I need to do is to try and keep away from Matt. I was in my room trying to ease off some stress and think about something reasonable when I heard a soft knock on my door. I was expec
Sarah's POVFinally! I felt it was a dream. Walking down the aisle and the sound of wind beside the beach. It was all a moment I could never forget. My heart's deepest wish was granted. John was finally my husband, and fully mine. Nobody had the right to come in between us. “You look gorgeous this morning, Mrs Stones,” John announced as he walked into the swimming pool section where I was busy having a trip down the sweet memories. He walked to where I sat and wrapped his hand around me as he sat behind me. We both kissed for a while and then looked into each other's eyes while we let out a soft smile. “How was your night?” I asked softly. “It was perfect. What more could be better than sleeping with the knowledge that you're now my wife,” he flattered. I giggled. “Stop flattering me, baby.” “As far as we're together, I can't stop flattering you,” he chuckled. “How long are we going to be in Paris?” I asked curiously. “Your maternity leave just began in Paris,” he replied
John's POVRaymond's wedding raised questions in Sarah's head. Judging from her body language, I could tell how desperate she was for me to start making plans for our wedding. “What are your plans for the wedding?” Raymond asked curiously. I was beginning to feel that these questions were all orchestrated by Sarah herself. Rosaline had come earlier with the same question, and her father too did the same thing. But I left all of them clueless. “Come clean. Did she send you to ask me?” I asked Raymon. “No. Chill out, dude. I am just curious to know what the big man is planning,” he said. I looked at him closely, trying to see if he was behaving suspiciously, but there was no sign towards that anyway. “I have plans. But Sarah is growing impatient by the day,” I replied. “You can't blame her. Her pregnancy is beginning to grow prominent by the day, and she really wants to tie the knot with you. Every woman wants to be at the altar with her fiancée,” he explained. “I get your po
Sarah's POVI had a little to ask my father. “You look so much like your mother when she was so young. Those eyes remind me of her loving heart,” my father said as he went down memory lane. “What happened between you two? Don't lie to me because she also told me that you both got into a really rough situation,” I said. He took a deep breath. “There's nothing to hide anyway. Yes, we both got into a bad situation, and it was all my fault.” His expression gradually changed into a very sad and moody one. “I was a jerk to her. Everything happened because of me anyway,” he continued. “What do you mean, dad?” I asked. “I used to beat her up for fun. Unfortunately, I did these when you were there. You would always make an attempt to defend her from me, but I will ignore you,” he explained. Tears had already started clouding up in his eyes, and I could see how remorseful he was for his actions. “It just felt like I couldn't stop. Like…something was pushing me,” he continued. “So, she
John's POVThe clue has been in my hands since, and I was ignorant about it. “How did you get this picture?” Sarah asked shockingly. “This… Come with me. We're going back to the correctional centre. I think I know who your father is,” I replied as we made a rush out of the house. “What are you talking about?” Sarah's confusion deepened. “Just follow me. Trust me,” I urged. It was still 6 pm, so there was a little window for us to gain access. “Good evening, sir. Please, we would love to see Louis,” I pleaded with the guard as we got into the correctional centre. “I am sorry, sir. We don't accept visitors by this time of the day,” he replied bluntly. “You need to understand, sir. This is very important,” I persisted. “Look, sir. I suggest that you please leave this place at once. Except you want to be meat for the night,” he said angrily. “Come on, man. Work with me. I could give you something in return,” I whispered. “Now you're talking. How much are we looking at?” His exc
Sarah's POVWe moved from prison to prison, searching for clues as to my father's whereabouts. But all we kept getting were negative replies. John was as frustrated as I was. But he wasn't ready to leave my side. “Good afternoon, sir. I am sorry we had to disturb your peaceful afternoon,” John said as we both walked into the warden's office. Edward was replaced by another warden, and he looked quite rigid. “I don't have a problem, as long as you guys make your visit fast,” he said with a baritone voice. “Oh, we are just here to ask you if you know about a man named Reese in this prison,” I said politely. “I am sorry, but that name hasn't been mentioned within these walls since I've been here,” He gave a straight reply without looking at our faces. “You could probably look at the records, I guess…” “You need to leave. I have provided the information you needed,” he interjected rudely. “Just give us a listening ear,” I said firmly. “Leave my office immediately. Silly humans
John's POVRaymond's news was the news I have been waiting for. Sarah's questions kept coming but I wasn't ready to answer them. “Just wait until we get to the station. You will see it for yourself,” I replied firmly. Immediately we got to the police station, I quickly rushed out of the car with Sarah and rushed into the building. “Where is he?” I asked desperately. Raymond quickly pointed towards the interrogation room. Without further hesitation, I quickly rushed into the interrogation room. I raged towards Johnson and gave him a firm punch to the face. It didn't end with one punch. I kept punching him over and over until Raymond rushed in and pulled me away from him. “Get yourself together, man. He isn't worth the stress,” he said. “Let me deal with him. He's the fault my fiancée is in all this pain and trauma. Her mother was supposed to be alive if not for that scum sitting there,” I yelled angrily while struggling to loosen Raymond's grip on me. “Calm your nerves man.
Sarah's POV After what happened with Rebecca the other day, I have been sick and worried about John. He has a lot of enemies, and you can't tell when he is going to get attacked again. I heaved a deep sigh of frustration as I used my right hand to massage my forehead. I was feeling a little bit stressed, and I sure could use a break. I have been working seriously these few days, and John warned me against that. “Do you need some rest, ma'am,” Grace said as she walked into my office unannounced. “You didn't knock? Do you think you can just walk in at will?” I asked angrily. “I am sorry, ma. I have been at it for a while now. I kept knocking, but you didn't give me any response,” she replied softly. “My bad. Maybe I didn't hear you. Gosh!! I have a lot of things going on in my head,” I lamented. “I am sorry ma'am. You need to have some rest. I can help you handle these emails. That is why I am your PA,” she suggested calmly. “You seem so nice. I guess I ha
John's POVI know I felt a little bit of remorse for treating Rebecca the way I did, but that didn't mean there was room to trust her. “Calm down,darling. I kay cane here to speak with you,” she replied. “How the fuck did you get in?” I asked curiously. “I told you earlier, you can't keep me away,” she said with a quite suspicious smile. “I'm finding it hard to believe a single word you say,” I said. “I don't eddy you to trust me, John. I just cane ro say hello to your fiancée by the way,” she replied. “Take her inside. Make sure you don't let her out of your sight,” I instructed Parker as I handed Sarah's protection over to him. Parker quickly moved up the stairs with Sarah's hand in his. She looked very worried, but I sent out a wink, assuring her that I was going to be fine. “So, now she's away. Can we spend some alone time?” She asked seductively as she made an attempt to take off her dress. “That is not happening with the both of us. I am engaged, and I suggest that yo
John's POV“What's the update, man?” I asked as I walked into an abandoned warehouse. Raymond was able to catch one of the men who worked with Johnson. So we brought him in for a little interrogation. “We've been having a peaceful interrogation, but I can't get him to speak up,” he replied with blood over his fist. “Oh, come on, man. Don't you think you were a little bit hard in him. You should have started with some Russian manicure before beating him. I'm sure he would not withsatdn the pain of three fingers,” I said. Raymond smirked. “You remind me of the good old days.” “So, back to business. Where did he stop?” I said. The victim gave off muffled noises and screams as I approached him. Fortunately, we were able to get good information. He gave us his address, and Raymond didn't hesitate to call his friend who works for the LAPD. “Are you sure you trust this man to handle this situation?” I asked cautiously. “Yes, relax. He's nothing close to Johnson. He can be trusted,