Rage

Content Warning! This chapter might make you feel uncomfortable. Content may not be suitable for sensitive readers.

~Daciana~

With knives soaked in vervain, we stood next to them in the elevator. I held Riley’s father by the arm, while the knife was against his body, ready to penetrate if Riley did anything stupid.

Riley kept looking at me and the knife against his father’s body.

“Don’t worry, if you don’t do anything stupid, your father won’t be harmed. At least, not the second time,” I murmured, waiting for the elevator to open.

As soon as it opened, we all wore a big fake smile and walked out, fake-chatting like we were best of friends. I didn’t let this distract me and I kept the knife next to his body, ready to strike at the slightest chance.

Fortunately for both of them, no one noticed anything unusual and we got to the parking lot without raising any suspicions.

As soon as we made them enter the car, Carl immediately sprayed the back with vervain again, and soon, they bot