Third POVWith a swift motion, Cassiel reached out and grabbed the man's arm, his grip like a vice. The man's eyes widened in pain as Cassiel's fingers dug deep into his skin."You see, I have ways of making people talk," Cassiel said, his voice dripping with menace. "And I'm not going to stop until I get what I want." He continued, thrusting the knife in his hand into the man's thigh cutting open his flesh.The man's face contorted in pain, his eyes welling up with tears. Cassiel's expression was unyielding, his eyes glinting with a cold determination."Let's try this again," Cassiel said, his voice low and menacing. "Who is your employer? And where is Isabella?" Cassiel asked with a devilish smile on his face.The man's voice was barely audible, his words tumbling out in a rush. "It was… it was Renata. She's the one who's been hiding Isabella."Cassiel's eyes narrowed, his grip on the man's arm tightening. "Go on, give me new information that can save your lives," he said, his voice
Third POVCassiel got to the back seat of the G-wagon Enzo had driven him in earlier while Enzo got into the driver seat.“Should I send men on Marco's trail?” Enzo asked, disrupting the silence between them while Cassiel shook his head.“I don't need to find him any more, I have something that will make him crawl on his knees and beg for mercy” Cassiel said, laughing menacingly as he focused his gaze to the ipad in front of him.“Where are we going first, boss?” Enzo asked, revving the car engine back to life as it roared out loudly, the full lights shining into the dark street.“Drop me off at home, I have some things you need to take good care of before the arrival of our guests,” Cassiel replied, throwing some mint gum into his mouth.Enzo nodded his head in response, controlling the steering wheel as the car sped out of the street into the main road. Enzo kept on glancing at the rear mirror, looking at Cassiel. Cassiel noticed his intense gaze on him and gave a short smile.“I a
Third POVEnzo's eyes locked onto hers as she stepped back, fear vivid on her face. He moved swiftly, reaching the door before she could even touch the handle. His hand rested on the door, blocking her escape."Don't even think about it," Enzo said, his voice low and even. "You're not going anywhere until we finish our business."The woman's eyes darted around the room, searching for an escape route or a way to calm the situation. Enzo's gaze remained steady, his expression unreadable."Let's talk," Enzo suggested, his voice firm but controlled. "I’m quite sure you know that you have some explanations to do right?” Enzo asked calmly, twirling the knife in his palm around for her to see.The woman swallowed hard, her eyes fixed on Enzo's face. She nodded slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Okay, let's talk but you aren't going to harm me right?." She asked gently, her hands covering her body as she spoke.“That depends on the way you respond to my question,” Enzo said, stabbing
Third POVEnzo's eyes narrowed as he took in the scene before him. Isabella's face was covered with a black cloth, her body trembling slightly. Cassiel stood tall, his expression unreadable."I was investigating some leads," Enzo replied, his voice calm and collected. "I had to clear up some doubts."Cassiel's gaze intensified. "And did you?"Enzo nodded. "Yes, I did. And I think it's time we had a little talk, Isabella."Cassiel stepped aside, allowing Enzo to approach Isabella. Enzo's eyes locked onto hers, even though she couldn't see him through the cloth.He dragged her up, straight to the room Cassiel pointed at, throwing her inside the dimly lit room, removing the cloth on her face and the gag in her mouth.“Master Cassiel” she called out with horror on her face as she locked eyes with Cassiel.“I need not to tell you your punishment is death right?” Cassiel asked, drawing a seat for himself while Enzo stood behind him.“I am sorry Master Cassiel,” Isabella begged, rubbing her
Third POVAs the night wore on, the silence between them became more comfortable, punctuated only by the occasional clink of glasses and the soft hum of the air conditioning. Enzo and Cassiel sat on the plush couch, surrounded by the dimly lit opulence of the living room. The whiskey and vodka mixture burned their throats, but they savored the sensation, enjoying the warmth it spread through their veins.Cassiel poured another round, his movements becoming slightly more fluid as the liquor took effect. Enzo watched him, his eyes narrowed slightly as he assessed his friend's mood. Cassiel's thoughts seemed to be a thousand miles away, his gaze drifting toward the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the city."You know, Enzo," Cassiel said, his voice low and contemplative, "sometimes I wonder what it'd be like to leave it all behind." He gestured vaguely, encompassing the mansion, the organization, and the weight of his responsibilities. Enzo raised an eyebrow, watching Cassiel'
Third POVEnzo looked up at Cassiel, his eyes slightly unfocused. "I... I think I'll be fine," he said, his voice slurred. "I've driven in worse conditions than this."Cassiel raised an eyebrow, his expression concerned. "Enzo, you're not even standing straight. I don't think you should be driving," he said, his voice firm.Enzo waved his hand dismissively. "I'll be fine, Cassiel. Don't worry about me," he said, taking a step forward and stumbling.Cassiel sighed, standing up and catching Enzo by the arm. "You're not going anywhere," he said, his voice firm. "You'll stay here tonight and sleep off the booze."Enzo looked up at Cassiel, his eyes glassy. "But... my car," he protested weakly.Cassiel chuckled. "Don't worry about your car. I'll have one of the guys drive it home for you," he said, guiding Enzo towards the stairs.As they climbed the stairs, Enzo leaned heavily on Cassiel, his legs wobbly beneath him. Cassiel smiled wryly, used to Enzo's antics but still concerned for his
Third POVEnzo dropped his phone on the couch, moving to his bedroom. Milo was giving him attitude because he didn't come home last night to feed him. He went to his bedroom to have a proper rest as there was little or nothing to do.As Enzo entered his bedroom, he was greeted by Milo's disapproving stare. The cat's tail was twitching, and its ears were folded back, clearly displeased about being neglected the night before. Enzo chuckled, feeling a mix of amusement and guilt."Sorry, buddy," Enzo said, scooping up Milo in his arms. "I know I didn't make it home last night, and I'm sorry about that."Milo meowed loudly, as if scolding Enzo for his absence. Enzo laughed, rubbing Milo's soft fur. "I know, I know. You're the real boss around here, and I should've been here to feed you on time."Enzo set Milo down on the bed and headed to the kitchen to feed him. As he poured the cat food into Milo's bowl, the cat followed him, rubbing against his legs. Enzo smiled, feeling a sense of comf
Third POVJulian nodded slightly, his eyes already drifting shut. Enzo watched over him, feeling a sense of peace wash over him. He was just happy to see Julian. At least Cassiel would take his health seriously and he was more than happy to see him recovering.As Julian drifted off to sleep, Enzo sat beside him, holding his hand and watching over him. He knew he might have to cancel his meeting at the park, but he didn't care. Being here to support Cassiel and watch over Julian was all that mattered.The door creaked open, and a nurse entered the room, checking Julian's vital signs and adjusting his medication. Enzo watched her work, expressing his gratitude for her care and attention.After the nurse left, Enzo settled back into his chair, leaning forward to pick a bottle of water to help moisten his throat and watch over him. He sighted Cassel at the entrance of the ward. He let go of the bottle slowly, walking out of the ward.“Seems he places more trust in you than he does with me
Third POV“What the hell did you do to me?” Renata yelled as she struggled and made futile attempts to raise her right hand.“I only returned the favour you gave to Julian and consider yourself lucky that I’m not in the mood to spilling your blood yet.” Cassiel said smugly, opening a bottle of strong liquor placed on the table, drawing some of the content out with the needle and syringe in his hand.He moved closer to her struggling self to get back on her feet. Cassiel shook the content in the syringe together to blend properly before injecting the fluids into her system.She instantly became still, her heartbeat fell immediately. She was more like half dead.“If I were you, I'd consider this as a warning and tread carefully,” he said, dusting invisible dust off his pants before making his way out. He got to the door and opened it before looking back.“If you’re lucky enough to be taken to the hospital within three minutes, you will be rescued but if you aren't so lucky… well, your a
Third POV“You are not planning on killing me right?” Renata asked curiously, looking around for ways to escape but as it was at the moment, she had been cornered.“That would depend on your attitude.” Cassiel responded, his long finger trailing the soft, smooth skin of her jawline.“But I did nothing to warrant getting on your bad side,” she said, trying to find out how much information he had been able to get his hands on.Renata's voice was laced with a mixture of fear and curiosity, but she tried to keep her tone light and nonchalant. She didn't want to provoke Cassiel any further, not when she was trapped in this situation.Cassiel's finger continued to trail along her jawline, his touch sending shivers down her spine. Renata tried to remain still, but she couldn't help the slight tremble that ran through her body."Your attitude is what will determine your fate," Cassiel repeated, his eyes locked onto hers. "If you're cooperative and forthcoming, I might just let you live. But
Third POVCassiel pulled off at the exquisite club, bobbing with different vibes and life in it. He got down from his vehicle, mingling with the crowd. No one seemed to recognize him as they were so caught up in their own business.The club was a melting pot of people from all walks of life, each one lost in their own world of music and revelry. Cassiel blended in seamlessly, his tailored suit and confident stride allowing him to move through the crowds with ease.He navigated through the throngs of people, his eyes scanning the room for any sign of the person he was looking for. The music was pulsating, the beat infectious, and Cassiel found himself moving to the rhythm as he walked.The club was a labyrinth of dark corners and dimly lit areas, with flashes of bright lights illuminating the dance floor. Cassiel's eyes adjusted quickly, and he spotted a figure standing at the bar, sipping on a drink.He made his way over, his movements fluid and purposeful. As he approached, the figur
Third POV“So Renata and Marco aren't related?” Cassiel asked, the document in his hand slipped on to the table as he spoke.“I guess those men mistook their relationship as a sibling relationship.” Enzo said, passing some pictures to Cassiel which he brought out from his bag.“This means they are lovers,” Cassiel said, concluding as he passed the pictures back to Enzo who carefully placed them back in a brown envelope.“Should we set them both up?” Enzo asked curiously, a sly grin playing on his lips as he scribbled something down on the paper passing to Cassiel to see.“I still need to punish her,” Cassiel said.Soon enough, a maid knocked and announced through the door that their food had been served and said Miss Maria asked her to serve them tea if they were still busy.Enzo asked the lady to come in. A fragile, deathly pale looking lady entered, she looked so weak but something about her seemed different. She had a solid look on her face as she walked to the table, dropping the
Third POVEnzo pulled off at Cassiel's garage, rushing to the other side to help open the door for Cassiel and also help Julian out of the car.“Come carry this in,” Enzo called two of the standby guards, throwing the bag and the basket of fruits to them.“I will wait for you in your study while you attend to Julian.” Enzo said the moment they stepped into the house.“I am sure he can handle himself right?” Cassiel asled, directing the question to Julian who didn't look fazed.“A quiet time without you in it would really help me recover.” Julian said, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he walked away from their presence, heading to the room.“Won't you go over and help him settled in?” Enzo asked as he made his way towards the study.“His grown enough to help himself out and look after himself too.” Cassiel responded, trailing behind Enzo who opened the door wide for Cassiel to come in.Enzo chuckled and shook his head, gesturing for Cassiel to take a seat. "I guess you're right," Enz
Third POVThe hospital Cassiel walked into the ward with a basket of fruits in his hand, dropping it beside Julian's bed. As Cassiel stepped closer, Jylina closed his eyes pretending to be asleep.“Are we doing this right now?” Cassiel asked frustratedly as he rubbed his temples slowly.Julian faced the other side of the room keeping mute, not saying a word to Cassiel.Cassiel sighed, setting the basket of fruits down on the bedside table. He knew Julian was upset, and he didn't blame him. He had been distant lately, and Cassiel knew he needed to make amends."Julian, look at me," Cassiel said softly, his voice gentle. "I know you're upset, and I'm sorry. I know I've been busy, but that doesn't excuse my behavior."Julian slowly turned to face Cassiel, his eyes narrowed slightly. "You're sorry?" he repeated, his voice laced with skepticism. "You're always sorry, Cassiel. But actions speak louder than words."Cassiel nodded, feeling a pang of guilt. He knew Julian was right. He had be
Third POV"Let's get one thing straight, Marco," Enzo said slowly. "I'll help you, but I need to know the truth. What's really going on?"Marco's expression faltered for a moment, and Enzo saw a flicker of something in his eyes. But then, Marco's face smoothed out, and he launched into a detailed explanation of his supposed ordeal.Enzo listened intently, his mind racing with questions and doubts. He was determined to get to the bottom of Marco's story, no matter what it took.Enzo exhaled a long sigh, his face facing the floor. He had enough proof that showed Marco was lying but he needed to tread carefully.“I will speak with Cassiel tomorrow once I get to him but for now, let's get you a place to stay.” Enzo said standing to his feet as he walked over to his car, Marco trailing behind him slowly.Marco offered to drive Enzo who politely refused asking him not to treat him like a boss and just be himself, acting like he had believed his story.Enzo drove to a nearby hotel, booked a
Third POVJulian nodded slightly, his eyes already drifting shut. Enzo watched over him, feeling a sense of peace wash over him. He was just happy to see Julian. At least Cassiel would take his health seriously and he was more than happy to see him recovering.As Julian drifted off to sleep, Enzo sat beside him, holding his hand and watching over him. He knew he might have to cancel his meeting at the park, but he didn't care. Being here to support Cassiel and watch over Julian was all that mattered.The door creaked open, and a nurse entered the room, checking Julian's vital signs and adjusting his medication. Enzo watched her work, expressing his gratitude for her care and attention.After the nurse left, Enzo settled back into his chair, leaning forward to pick a bottle of water to help moisten his throat and watch over him. He sighted Cassel at the entrance of the ward. He let go of the bottle slowly, walking out of the ward.“Seems he places more trust in you than he does with me
Third POVEnzo dropped his phone on the couch, moving to his bedroom. Milo was giving him attitude because he didn't come home last night to feed him. He went to his bedroom to have a proper rest as there was little or nothing to do.As Enzo entered his bedroom, he was greeted by Milo's disapproving stare. The cat's tail was twitching, and its ears were folded back, clearly displeased about being neglected the night before. Enzo chuckled, feeling a mix of amusement and guilt."Sorry, buddy," Enzo said, scooping up Milo in his arms. "I know I didn't make it home last night, and I'm sorry about that."Milo meowed loudly, as if scolding Enzo for his absence. Enzo laughed, rubbing Milo's soft fur. "I know, I know. You're the real boss around here, and I should've been here to feed you on time."Enzo set Milo down on the bed and headed to the kitchen to feed him. As he poured the cat food into Milo's bowl, the cat followed him, rubbing against his legs. Enzo smiled, feeling a sense of comf