Early in the morning of the same day, sitting on the sofa is Richard with no shirt on and his back was leaned backwards on the sofa with a glass of scotch in his hand as his head was filled with different thoughts. There were several empty bottles on the table infront of him as well meaning he has been drinking for quite a while now even though the day is still very young."That damn bastard!" Richard retorted in anger and a sluggish tone like a drunkard as he lifted himself off the chair and began to stagger back and forth in the living room with boiling anger, flinging the bottle in his hand against the wall, smashing it into a thousand bits.Any time he remembers the face of Ashton, his rage intensifies."Why didn't she just forgive me for cheating? Why did she choose to marry that bastard instead!" Richard voiced, slamming the glass on the floor and caused it to smash to pieces and the content inside the bottle had spilled all over the floor.Ever since Richard cheated on Ivy, h
"I brought you here so we can join forces and seperate Ashton and Ivy." Richard smirks, grabbing a glass of unfinished scotch off the table."What? That's absurd!" Raine blurted out in disagreement."Look, Raine, it's not like we will be doing something bad. It's just like me taking back what rightfully belongs to me." Richard answered back."Why not just let it go? I mean, Ivy looks happy with Ashton why not just let them be?" Raine protests, wondering where this obsession with Ivy is coming from suddenly."No, i can't let them be when i know i wasn't the one at fault here!" Richard raised his voice, causing Raine to flinch a bit, and Richard quickly realized he went too far. "I am sorry." He said appologetically."It's fine." Raine responded. "What do you even plan on doing? How do you plan on getting them seperated?" Raine inquired."I plan on making you tell Ivy that Ashton asked you out and almost forcefully slept with you."Raine's eyes widened in shock after hearing the words o
Ashton steps into the very crowded building and weaves his way around the crowd. It's still afternoon but the place is already crowded with good for nothings who do not have better things to do with their times.Ashton doesn't know Roger and has never seen him physically but he is well aware of what he would look like if he sees him because of that psychopath smile of his after hitting a woman and then driving away. He stands on a spot and looks around, fending away the hand of ladies away from his body.In a corner, he sees a set of young men all drinking and laughing. The one right in the middle with the exact same hairstyle as in that CCTV, Ashton smirks and wears the facemask in his hands.After the widespread corona virus, there is nothing against face masks and no one finds it weird so when there is a man in a club, wearing a suit and long coat and uses a nose mask, no one stops to stares except the ladies who find his eyes beautiful, because that's the only thing they can see.
Suddenly, a movement by the door catches his eye and he looks up abruptly. "Who's there?"A man with a huge build comes inside, bending slightly to avoid hitting his head on the door frame. "Hello Mr Richard."Richard frowns slightly, unable to see his face as he's backing the dimming evening sun. "Who are you and why are you inside my house?""I don't think you should be the one asking the questions but for the sake of clarity, I'll say you should not worry.""Worry about what? I can defend myself even if I'm a vulnerable position like this." Richard bluffs, hoping to scare him away easily but the man just walks up to him and bends down, and in a fluid movement, he turns Richard on to his back. "Let me go! What are you doing ?! Who are you? Did my brother send you? He's beaten me enough already. Let me go!"The man pays no attention to his screaming as he ties his hands and legs together with one string, curling him up painfully. And then scoops him up like he's a simple back of thre
"Do you think it's up to you to do whatever you choose to do?" The same voice from the first visit to the dark room asks Richard who's struggles his to knees. "Who is this?""I don't think I need any introduction, at this point, we're practically besties."Richard is blinded so of course, he can't see anything but has to only rely on his sense of hearing which is very heightened at the moment. "What do you want from me again?""If you remember our last meeting, which I am very certain you do, I told you that when next we meet, you won't be leaving the same way you have come, didn't I?"Richard unconsciously shifts backwards on his knees. "What? What did I do wrong?""Oh, so many things. First, why did you go to the Wang party? What were you going there to do? To float about helping Ray with his corruption? To see what's happening? To see how much you affected the family by kidnapping his daughter?"With every reason he states, Richard flinches, more and more and when he mentions Rich
The doctor goes around the table, pointing at scratches and different marks on her body, all of which is now purple."You see these ones in particular?" He asks, pointing at some deeply purple marks on her wrists and legs. The three people in the room nod, looking at the point he's stretching his pointing finger at."Those are the most purple marks you can find on her body, which means that they were major ties. She must have been in some sort of bondage... Also, do you want to be here to see me cut her up?" He looks up at them with hazel eyes."No." They all shake their heads immediately."Then you're going to have to excuse me. It's time for the autopsy. You may choose to wait until this is over so I can maybe brief you or you can wait to hear from the authorities."Ashton puts his hand into his pocket and brings out his business card. He extends it to Doctor Forrest."I can't take it, I have to prepare to surgery but drop it over there, I'll pick it up when I'm done."Ashton nods
Mike sits up in his chair, watching the video on the news with anger and rapt attention. "What the fuck?!" He just watched his own brother, Roger, the one person he cherishes more than himself, get beaten by a masked man on the television.He grabs the telephone on the table and proceeds to press in some numbers and then he has a rethink and drops it. He picks up his own hand phone and dials another number."Hello?""Mr Drumlin, what's the occasion that you're calling me this afternoon?" A male voice climbs into Mike's ears from the other side of the call."Hank, we have to meet." Mike responds clean cut without any pleasantries.The voice on the other side also loses the informal tone and changes abruptly. "Yes sir. Where?""Now, in thirty minutes, let's meet up at X club.""A club? By this time in the afternoon?""Don't ask questions. Meet me there."And he hangs up. Immediately, he stands up from his chair and grabs his coat and car keys. He opens the door of his office and steps o
A slightly robust man is pushed to stand in front of Hank in the next few minutes. Hank stands up and walks behind him before kicking him at the heel, making the manager go down on his knees in pain."Ow..."Hank snickers. "Ow? OW? When your most regular and well paying customer was being beaten with a police bat, there was nothing from you and just a kick in the knee and you're already in pain? Do you know what that son of a bitch used to hit Roger?"The manager just clenches his lips in fear."You won't say anything? Well, to spare you the trouble. He used a police bat... And I'll show you what it feels like, maybe you'll still mutter an ow."A policeman hands Hank a thick black police bat and Hank raises it up in the air. "This is what you get for being a disloyal piece of shit."And for the next five minutes, the man endures the worst beating he has ever gone through for his whole life, and with a police bat.Hank stops and casts aside the broken bat. "Now, to the next stage." He