Tragedy

Xander

"I see you've brought company. How thoughtful," my father said with a dark smirk on his face. "Oh, Hardin. You too? Tell me, what does she have that you all want?" He caressed Bella's thighs and she squealed uncomfortably.

I wanted so badly to stop him but I knew if I moved an inch, I'll be looking at pieces of my body scattered all around the floor in the freezing room.

"Let her go, Mr. Rivera," Bruce spoke first. "Your reign of terror ends now."

My father laughed to his heart's content. It was cold and scornful as he motioned one of his men to hand him a tiny remote.

"If it isn't my 'son'," he said, making air quotes with his fingers. "How are you, Bruce? You see, I wish it was that simple but it's not. This is as much about teaching you all a lesson as it is about my money."

"Dad, if you do anything to her, you'll pay for it," Hardin answered, moving his leg a little.

"Why do all my sons choose to go against me? Xander's shared you some of his guts, right?"

"What do you wan