Jorge drove his car to Lancaster Minings and the moment he entered his wife's office, he was greeted by the sorry state of the two assistants, a messy room filled broken glass shards and a furious demoness. His wife. The queen that dominates his world.
"Wife, calm down. Trust me l can fix it" He coaxed.
Red eyes, Lily walked over to him and before he could utter another word, she raised her hand and harshly slapped him on the cheek. The impact was so strong that he staggered back a little before stabilising himself from falling. Her fingerprints marked his cheek. He gritted his teeth but said nothing. Twenty years of marriage, how many slaps he has endured in this duration, this one was nothing.
"I'll work harder", he said humbly.
"Then fix it quickly. Why do you keep making the same mistake. Why did l choose you when you're so incompetent" Lily yelled.
Grabbed him by his hair and collar, she shook him and said,"Is this the best my husband can do? I did everything to make you the best but you can't even handle such a trivial issue. If you had to kill everyone then just go ahead and do it. Just make sure l don't lose anything. I can't have anything taken from me. Lancaster Mining belongs to me."She uttered the last words with maniac determination.
She pushed him away like he was a piece of dirt, further deepening his humiliation. They were nothing like a husband and wife but more of a master and her servant. After calming down a little, Lily returned to her seat, popped some piles into her mouth and demised her two assistants, leaving her alone with her husband.
Once the medication took effect, she reverted back to her calm, glamorous and haughty demeanor again.
" Have you heard anything from my dear nephew?" She asked. Jorge shook his head. Lily sighed. ," Just take care of that damn Prosecutor and leave the rest for my nephew to take care of" She ordered.
Jorge nodded.
He soon walked out of the office and once alone, his eyes turned cold, filled with hatred and malice.
Nalani was having fun exploring the town, she has visited almost every unique place in this small town, from the church to the farm where the locals were harvesting crops. She had fun helping out and sharing in their joy, unaware of a pair of malicious eyes staring at her from behind. A large and tall man was following her without her knowledge.
Inside a quiet building, a grey-haired middle aged man has been badly beaten and tied up to a chair. His entire face was battered and bruised so badly that his features were indistinguishable. His clothes dirtied with his own blood, he cried and beg profusely, asking for mercy but the two men who had held him hostage were unfazed by his plea.
A tall and expressionless young man stood in front of him with a gun pointed at his temple. The man's bloodshot eyes widened with terror, his voice trembled as he frantically pleaded amidst tears and snot, "Please don't kill me. I didn't mean to betray the organisation. I've faithfully served the Lancaster family for thirty years with all my heart. I was momentarily blinded by conscience. I won't do it again. So please spare me this once"
Towering over the captive and pointing a revolver at his head, Davian's gaze was ice cold and indifferent as though he was looking at a tiny ant. He listened to the man's words without a ripple of emotion. "Conscience?" He cock his eyebrow and sneered, as if he had a joke. "Funny how you only discovered your conscience after thirty years of enjoying the benefits. You were afraid that that person will take you out first for the sins you were owing him so you made the decision to turn your back on your master, is it?"
The man's eyes widened with shock. Shaking his head vigorously in denial. He howled and screamed loudly, protesting his innocence. Davian's gaze was full of contempt as he leaned in close to the man's face and said,"You should have known that the biggest devil you should've feared was me. Your wife and son are waiting for you to join them"
At the mention of his family, man's eyes which were already widened nearly popped out of their socket, his whole body was trembling. "Don't you dare touch my family, you son of a b*tch. They have nothing to do with this". He yelled, his red glared viciously at Davian, wanting nothing more than to tear him up.
Pa...Pa
Aaron rushed forward and slapped him heavily, "How dare you insult the Master. You have a death wish" he berated sharply, his voice cold and his eyes filled with malice. The man felt the world spin as he felt dizzy from the slap and ended up coughing out blood.
"The one thing my Lancaster clan can't stand is having traitors. You betrayed the one thing you sworn to be loyal to so l grant you death. Say hello to your family for me." Davian's cold voice rang out, playing God and determining the life and death of the man. The man's eyes widen in horror but before he could utter another words....
Bang.
A single bullet was fired straight into his head, killing him instantly. His body and the chair fell back at the impact and laid lifeless on the floor, blood gushing out from his head. The blood splashed on Davian's cold face, the sight of the bright blood bloomed on his dark eyes, making them light up with a crazy fascination.
Davian calmly wiped the blood off his face with an handkerchief and handed the gun to Assistant Aaron and ordered him to take care of the body.
"Make sure to send him this gift for all his troubles" he said. Assistant Aaron nodded in obedience.
"Make preparation for our departure". Davian walked away, leaving behind the result of his brutality.
Nalani spent the entire morning enjoying the scenery, experiencing the simplicity and joy of rural life. It was like a breathe of fresh air, away from the bustling city life that she was accustomed to.
"Miss is having fun, right?" tour guide walking beside Nalani asked. Nalani smiled, snapped a picture of him and nodded. He smiled sheepishly.
"This place is beautiful. I really like everything here."
"That's good. Can Miss wait for a while, I'm going to get you a drink first before we continue okay" He said.
Nalani agreed and stood there at the alleyway, waiting for him unaware of the burly man stalking and closing in on her. Nalani felt a presence behind her but before she could react, she was violently grabbed and lifted off the ground by a strong arm around her waist. Her eyes widen in fear as she started to struggle aggressively., trying to regain her freedom.
She tried to scream out for help but suddenly the man pressed a drugged handkerchief against her face with his right hand. After a few moments of struggle, she went limped in tye man's embrace, having lost consciousness.
With no more hurdle in his way, he carried the unconscious Nalani on his shoulder and walked away.