"Hey honey, how are you doing. Do you like it here." Ian asked Amara as he opened the cell. He kneeled down looking at her. Her hair was messy, her face was dirty and oily. She had been in the basement for two days now without taking a bath, she would only get a piece of bread and one glass of water for the whole day. Her stomach was grumbling, it was 6pm and she only ate and drank water in the morning. They only give her the piece of bread and the glass of water in the morning, and she would eat nothing for the whole day. "Look at you, you look so miserable but I do not feel sorry for you one bit. Your father's funeral will be held today and don't worry your relatives from London will come and I will tell them that you ran away and that nobody knows where you went okay." He said. Amara looked at his face, she couldn't help but feel disgusted by him, so she decided to spit on his face. "Bitch!" Ian shouted. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and her wiped the saliva off his face and then he threw the handkerchief on Amara's face, he stood up looking at Amara with anger in his eyes but Amara could not care less if he was angry or happy. He took a deep breath and he started kicking and hitting her everywhere, Amara cried begging him to stop but he did not stop until he saw blood coming out of her mouth. "You asked for this." He said stopping. Then he knelt down and he grabbed her by her hair forcing her to look at him. "You better think twice before spitting on my face. If you do it again I am going to do worse that this am I clear." He said. "You... I hope that... You die a slow, horrible and painful death." She said. Her whole body was in pain, the cold floor only made the pain worse. She wondered when all this pain and suffering would end. "OH yeah, are you going to be the one to make me due that horrible and painful death, who is is going to die first between the two of us huh? Trust me many people have told me that and they even tried killing me themselves but they all failed instead I killed them myself. "He saud laughing. He believed that he was unstoppable and untouchable. Nobody had the power and brains to stop him, he dud whatever he wanted, anytime that he wanted and people only watched because they new that stopping him or provoking him was like going to hell and challenging the devil himself. "I am going to attend my father in lawp's funeral, just be a good girl and stay here and please don't make any noise okay. You will be out of here in no time okay, my love."He said standing up and leaving. She watched him as he went up the stairs cursing him with her heart. She had cursed him so many times before but she knew that karma is a bitch and it would make him suffer a million times more than he did to her and everybody else.
A few days later two guards came down to the basement. It was time for them to take Amara back to Ian's room. Amara was lying on the floor it seemed she had fainted, which was not a surprise considering she only had a piece of bread and one glass of water a day. The two guards picked her up from the floor and they carried her upstairs to Ian's room the found Ian sitting on the bed typing something on his phone. "Master, she fainted." One of the guards said. Ian looked up shaking his head. "How troublesome. Come on put her here on the bed and tell the doctor to check on her." He said and the guards did as they were told. After putting her on the bed they looked for the doctor. It was easy to find him since he also lived here.
After the doctor was done checking on her he went out of the room, going downstairs to find Ian because that is where he was. "Mr Royce, I am done." the doctor saud whose name was Samuel Williams. "So?" Ian asked raising his eyebrow. "Amara was pregnant but she lost the baby." He said. "Lost the baby? Are you sure."ian asked raising his eyebrow. " Yes I am 100% sure."He said. "But there is no need to worry sir, you can try again for the baby." He said seeing the look of anger in Ian's eyes. "Thank you. You may leave now." Ian said standing up from his seat. He called out his butler. "Yes Master." His butler said with his usual calm voice. He also noticed the look of anger in eyes and he knew that nothing good would come out of this. "Go and kill those idiots in the basement." He said referring to his wives. His butler wanted to ask why but he knew better not to ask him questions when he is like this, he knew that this is how Ian is, ever time someo or something would anger him he would end up killing a random person or one of his guards just to satisfy himself but this time he had told his butler to do it for him. So he just nodded his head and he went to the basement to do what he told. Ian went to stand at the door of the basement and he could hear those women crying and begging not to be killed but after a few minutes it was quiet, all you could you hear was the butler walking back to Ian. "I have done what you have asked me to do master." He said. "Good, tell the guards to go and dump them where the other dead idiots are. The butler nodded and he did as he was told.
When Ian saw the women's bodies being dragged out of the house he couldn't help but feel happy and satisfied. " Now that is better." He said to himself breathing in. Nobody could understand why he found ending other people's lives so satisfying, what exactly was so satisfying about killing your own kind.