Stay hydrated. Have some real food and smile

"Boss" Ruth nodded and I eyed him warily. I ain't forgetting that bitch. He held his head low and I followed him.

Call me petty, I don't fucking care.

Entering the basement I cocked my head side to side to prepare myself to calm down before I'd kill the fucker. I took my phone out and looked at our photo. Smiling like a fucking teenager, I turned it off kept it on the table and sat on the chair facing the fucker himself.

"You know me well. I don't waste time, so let's get this straight. What were you going to do to her?" I asked, eyeing the blood pooling out of his body and checking where I could give him some serious bruises.

"Enjoy her tight body, maybe. You know all of us would pound on her, bang her tight body and no one wo-" I shut him up and swing my now gloved hand on his nose hearing the scream alongside the crack bringing a small satisfaction in me.

"I dare you to complete that statement" I smirked when his eyes widened looking at the cigarette in my hand.

"Tsk Tsk. What happened? Your dick scared?" Taking his fingers in my hand I pressed the cigarette in the top of his finger and relished the screams of plea.

"I want every name of the fuckers who work with you. Everything. One moment of silence and I'll cut your dick slowly, making sure your soul remembers me and my hands" He jerked behind in his chair and nodded immediately. I looked back at Ruth and he got everything needed and sat on my chair.

Getting up, I discarded the cigarette somewhere and left the room. "Boss, you lost yourself for a moment," Ryan expressed. I had surely lost my calm, thinking about what he had said. Fucking rapists!

Not even for a moment was I going to tolerate shit from people about her or any woman.

"I know, Ryan," I said boredly and stood near the window eyeing the city.

"What about the cops they work with?" he asked.

"Call Rocky, arrange the meeting and let him know what his fucking police is doing" He nodded and turned to leave.

Fucking cops. I hate how they were treating people. It was their work to take care of people and not do this shit and some of them were bloody shit at their work.

Looking down at my phone, I smiled at her. Fucking teenager!

I shook my head, still the smile not leaving my face I turned to get a shower, didn't want that fucker's smell on me.

"Ruth" I called and he came running to me.

"Did he tell you everything?" I asked and stuffed my black wallet in the pocket and took the coat from the hanger.

"He did. In the end, he started begging for mercy saying he'd not tell anybody anything" I nodded, thinking.

"Are you sure he told you everything?" He nodded. "Get him to me now in my office" Ruth eyed me unsure of my actions, but I knew what I wanted. Being a government official and running a side business like this was a risk, but fuck if I cared. People knew how dangerous I could be. I didn't fucking care if any superior came to know what I did. I was doing my work properly and no one was a saint here, and let's be honest at least I worked for good, unlike some.

"Just go" I raised my voice and he scrambled back.

No way was I going to spoil what I was wearing, so I took a black old tee and a pair of track pants and changed into them. For how many times was I going to change today?

The sound of a knock echoed and Ruth came in along with the guy. I made the guy sit on the old rusty table that was here for no reason and he shivered.

"Take his photo and circulate it to his friends. Let them know who they were trying to mess with. But make sure the location isn't leaked" He nodded and took some photos.

Gripping his hair tightly I made him look at me. His screams and pleas muffled around the tape that he had on his mouth.

"Shouldn't have threatened her" I took out my gun and pointed at the center of his forehead. He shook his head and tears streamed down his eyes. The way he had described my Avha, surely they had taken advantage of many other women and I had to kill him for all of them.

The sound of a gunshot reverberated in my office and the blood splashed on us. His body fell on the ground with a thud and his lifeless eyes made contact with mine. Fucking Bitch.

The splattered blood was the least of my concerns. "Clean this mess," I said coldly to Ruth and turned to get myself back in the previous clothes.

No way in hell was I letting her see me in somebody's blood.

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