The End Of Cassius Warren

BRIELLE’S POV

"No…." Brielle screamed so loudly that it echoed throughout the four walls of the cell she was in as she watched her father's head fall to the floor with a loud thud.

"A perfect morning to you, too," Draken muttered to her with an evil sneer on his face, clapping madly with his bloodied hand as he walked deeper into the lit-up jail.

Brielle began to pull away, terrified of what this man would do to her. Her heart was racing, and she was confident he could also hear it.

This man was well aware of his powerful influence on her and was taking full advantage of it.

Her back slammed the wall behind her, halting her progress, and she cursed silently. At the same time, Draken stopped in front of her. He squatted down, laughing wildly.

"You must be wondering what's going on, right? And that head rolling on the floor is your father's, correct?” He inquired, but Brielle said nothing.

Instead, she swallowed a large lump of saliva that she had no idea was trapped in her throa