Caged by him

"Happy birthday dumpling" he said melodically, his rough voice was much softer than before. That girl's eyes widened with surprise and the tears didn't even hesitate to fill them up. Her enticing emerald eyes shone under the moonlight as she stared right back into her lover's love filled eyes.

"I know I'm acting fast, it's just that I can't wait, I really can't. So here I go" he said with a sly smile, his face brightened up with happiness and thrill. He was standing on his knees, on the sea beach, his phone displayed 12:00 am and he said,

"Will you marry me Jasmine? And be my better half?" He asked, the sharpness and determination in his voice showed his sincerity and seriousness.

Jasmine's ears perked up and body jolted up in happiness when those magical words escaped from his mouth even though she knew this was coming the second he knelt down. Her eyes landed on the shining ring in the red box which was on his hand and a new wave of happiness hit her. It somehow made her feel wanted, loved and cared.

After losing her parents and brother it was hard for her to survive alone in this messed up world without any support. Her parents spoiled her and her lil brother that made her situation worse when they left without any word, without even a goodbye.

She was nineteen when she met him, her world, her Chris. Others would say she is crazy for falling in love with her bully but only she knows him, the real him. He did bully her but her emerald eyes and her naive heart did something terrible to him that made him lose himself and fall for her. Love is tricky and hard but is lively and full of happiness.

"I-I" she stuttered, feeling overwhelmed with her own emotions. Her mouth went dry but her whole body was sweating, not because of fear but because of this unexpected surprise. Her body went still because of that newborn happiness.

"Yes Chris! I'll marry you. I want to be your better half and i want you to be mine" she let out while wiping her tears of joy with the back of her hand but her eyes refused to stop them.

Within seconds she was in the air, with his veiny arms wrapped around her slim waist and his head in her chest as he swirled her. Her hands on their own wrapped around his neck as she held him closer.

"I knew it, Hell! But I was nervous, you know? I was literally shivering, Gosh!" he said while chuckling, talking to his soon to be wife who is in his arms now.

"Ohh! The big boy Chris was nervous. I remember someone saying that he is afraid of nothing" she teased him while making weird faces, taunting him with his own words.

"Are you mocking me dumpling?" He asked and put her down, their hands wrapped around each other's body.

"What do you think?" She asked back while smirking.

"Oh dumpling, you are playing with fire" he said while smirking back before his hands moved to her underarms, tickling her. Jasmine laughed out loud while squirming and thrashing in his arms, tears cascaded down from her eyes because of his tickling.

"NOO, I'm sorry Chris. I'm so-sorry" she blabbered like a crazy woman while laughing like a lunatic.

"God! someone here is apologizing." He chuckled before leaving her, only for her to attack him like a madwoman.

"Now the tables have turned Mr Chris. Now are you going to say sorry or suffer?" She asked while jumping on him, making both of them land on the ground.

"Uff.. woman, I'm sorry okay? Now leave me or people will think you are harassing me" he said while blinking innocently at her.

They both looked into each other for a second before bursting into laughter. She got off from his body before laying next to him, watching the full moon that lightened the night with its glory.

"You are crazy," she muttered breathlessly.

"And that's why I love you dumpling" he said before pulling her into his embrace, placing his arm under her head.

"I love you too" she mumbled back softly. Her voice sounded like honey and the way she said it sounded..... genuine.

"I hope we'll stay like this forever, me and you, like this." She said while hugging him tightly.

"Me too. I want to hold you closer to my heart like this every day and night, dusk till dawn, I want you with me, I want you to fill my colorless life with your smiles and kisses, I want you to hug me whenever I feel down and calm me with your sweet words whenever I feel angry. I want you to say I love you every morning and night before and after sleep and I want to say the same to you too, that I LOVE YOU......" He said. Those words were from his heart. He was still staring at the moon but his focus was on something, precisely someone else.

"Don't ever leave me Chris" she said all of a sudden, her voice was desperate and full of sadness. Her sentence only made him pull her extremely close to him, letting her hear his heartbeat.

"I'll never dumpling, not until this heart of mine stops to beat"

Jasmine woke up from her sleep breathing heavily. She looked around and her eyes set in the clock which displayed 3:30 am. She sighed before pulling the blanket out of her as she got up from her bed and made her way towards her window. She stood there, watching the night sky, full of darkness. The dark clouds hid the moon making her unable to see the light, they hid the moon behind the darkness just like she was forced into the darkness, the ugly reality of life, that life is not full of happiness but is harsh and unbearable.

She opened the window and instantly closed her eyes, feeling the cold breeze hitting her pale skin. It was kind of soothing, soothing her inner pain, like telling her everything will be alright but she knows... She knows that her dead boyfriend won't come back no matter what.

"Why did you leave me alone in this world Chris? Why did you leave me too?" Her voice quivered but her eyes, they were dry and dead. No tears were there, neither any emotions, there's no tears left to cry.

"You know what, they were right when they said promises are nothing but the sweetest lies" she chuckled recalling the times she used to ignore those words. She thought that was some made up lies and the world is not at all cruel but look what destiny brought her.

"You are right God, I'm an idiot, a big one. I really thought I'll get a chance to live my life like I wanted but look what I became. I'm nothing now, I'm a big zero. I failed Chris, I failed in my life. I'm sorry dad your girl is not strong, I'm sorry mom." She whispered the last part just like she does every time precisely every night. It has become a habit of hers. Waking up after a nightmare and chanting the same things like a mantra. But her eyes, they refused to shed tears.

Her heart was broken, beyond repair but her eyes, they were dead. Because of her promise... To him. It was his last wish, for her to not cry. He always wanted her to stand for herself, like a brave and strong woman and he was partially successful.

She blinked her tears away before closing her windows as she made her way towards the night stand which was adorned by a beautiful photo frame. Her eyes softened at the sight and the corner of her lips curled up a little. There he is, laughing wholeheartedly, his eye smile was something worthy watching. He was looking at her while she was busy playing with the kitten. It was an unexpected click and the most precious one. Her once perfect life, him.

She slowly traced the picture and her fingers stopped near his face, absorbing his every feature. Two years, it's been two years and she still can't digest the truth, that her dear lover is no more, that he is murdered. Her eyes turned bloodshot remembering his dead body covered with blood. His eyes, they were afraid, afraid of leaving her..... Forever. She still remembers the way he held her hands tightly, above his heart till he took his last breath. He never left her... At least not until he took his last breath.

"I promise Chris, I'll find your murderer. I'll make sure he gets the worst punishment and will beg for death. This is my word"

• • • • • •

"Jeez! look at him. He is so damn hot and handsome." One woman exclaimed while gawking at the man who was sitting inside his porsche car.

"Oh my god! Is he real? Girl, he is really handsome." The other girl responded in her high pitched bitchy voice.

They both ogled at the man who heard it all with a cocky smirk on his face.

It's not a new thing for him, hearing someone complimenting him and his killer looks. His well built body and Greek god's face is an epitome of perfection. He grabs the attention of people even without doing anything and that is the main thing which increases his ego. A perfect man with a sack of ego.

He adjusted his black sunglasses and leaned more against his seat, feeling content by the praises. One thing he liked the most is being praised by others. Being the only son of the richest couple he was spoiled to the end. He got everything he wanted without any barrier which made him a spoiled brat, to be precise an arrogant self-obsessed man who doesn't give a damn about others.

The car screeched to a stop as a man who was dressed in all black came running towards it, opening the door as he greeted him.

"Good morning, Boss" he sounded professional. Ethan hummed in response.

"Where is he?" Ethan asked. His voice was dead serious and there was a hint of mischievousness in them.

"On the basement, Boss" his man replied while walking beside him, maintaining a good distance.

"His condition?" Ethan inquired.

"Not dead yet. Our boys did a good job on him and I'm sure he is begging to die" that man replied without any remorse.

"Good to hear," Ethan uttered nonchalantly.

That man pushed open the six feet tall iron door to the basement, grabbing the attention of the half dead man who's tied up in the metal chair. His eyes widened and his hands started to shake like he saw his death in front of him, calling him for afterlife.

A wide smirk appeared on Ethan's face watching the sight. He loves to see fear in people's eyes. He loved the power and position he held, he felt like a king, a sovereign.

"Well look who's here to meet you, dear Lucas?" Ethan asked with his not so soothing voice. The abrasiveness in his voice was evident. Lucas could only look at him with his teary begging eyes.

"Tsk, now you are behaving like a jerk, Lucas. Don't you know how to wish your guests?" He mocked before dragging a chair in front of the tied up man, sitting on it while placing one leg over the other. He leaned back into the chair, cracking his neck muscles as he took off his sunglasses.

"Ple-please leave me sir. I'm sorry. I won't do that again" that man beseech through his hoarse voice. His throat was dry because of the constant screaming and crying.

"Yeah you won't, how will you repeat the same mistake when you are not even alive?" Ethan asked, informing the man about the things he is going to do with him.

"I'm sorry boss I really am. It was a mistake. I was in dire need of money. Please, boss. One time, please forgive me this one time, I swear I'll be loyal to you till my death" his voice was so desperate that showed his desire and want to live.

"Oh boy, you are a big fool to think I'll forgive you. To be honest I don't forgive anyone." He ejaculated. He sounded just like the king who's afraid of nothing, which he is.

"Now any last wish Lucas?" Ethan asked with an innocent smile. But the smile did nothing but taunt Lucas. That sinister smile was a symbol of his win. He's the winner because this world only exists for those who have money and status.

That man sniffed while lowering his gaze. It's confirmed that his life is coming to an end. He is going to seal his death. The man in front of him has no mercy and humanity. He is raised to be an animal and animals know no humanity.

"My mo-mother, please ta-take care of her. I have a br-brother, he is living in abroad. Please tell him to come back and take care of her" that man said while sniffing. His eyes welled with tears as he recalled his beautiful moments with his mother. Her feeding him, scolding him, twisting his ear whenever he did any mistakes, kissing him goodbye and to sleep and everything. He will not see his mother again and the same goes to her. That poor women must be sitting in the balcony waiting for her son's arrival.

He knows he made a big mistake by working with his boss's rival. They offered him a good sum of money and his greedy self accepted it without a second thought. Growing up with a single mother he lived a tough life. They were always short of money. He always wanted a luxurious life and that's why he chose the wrong way and was successful too but the only mistake was... forgetting the Devil. He thought the mission was simple as a piece of cake, just transferring some information and everything was done. His boss won't find anything but who's he fooling.

"That's really emotional. I really sympathize with you, Lucas" Ethan said and rose to his feet. "But don't worry, your wish is granted" he said with a wicked smile. Getting up from his chair he wiped off the imaginary dust from his blazer before walking towards the sofa and plopped on it for a better view of the upcoming show.

"Steven?" He called out and the next second that man was in front of him.

"Yes boss," he replied.

"I want you to kill him in the most painful way. Beat him until no one recognizes his body except his face and then burn his body alive. Everyone should know the price of messing with Ethan Xavier Evans." He muttered, earning a nod from the man.

Lucas smiled through pain, this man is going to kill him and that's sure. He should've known better than to seek mercy from that animal.

Like he said his men started doing their work. They untied Lucas and threw him to the dirty floor. Lucas was too drained to stand up. He raised his head up and smiled painfully when he saw Ethan's men surrounding him with metal rods and weapons in their hands and this time he didn't protest. He didn't 'cause he knows it'll make no impact on the cold hearted man. Hell! That man doesn't even have a heart.

Ethan watched the scene without any expression. He didn't feel any emotions like guilt, pity, sympathy or any other. In fact it gave him a sense of satisfaction, that fear gave him a sense of satisfaction. It made him feel powerful.

Looking down at his watch he sighed when he realized one hour already passed. Clearing his throat he grabbed the attention of everyone in that room.

"How are you feeling now, Lucas?" Ethan asked in his deep authority voice. That man could only cry in pain, the only thing he felt at that time, pain and pain only.

"Now you're being disrespectful! You know I hate it when people disobey me" Ethan said before motioning something with his two fingers which went unnoticed by Lucas.

Ethan was about to say something but his words were cut off by the ring of his phone. With an irritating look he took his phone out from his pants pocket as he looked at the caller ID. Dad, it showed. He rose to his feet and without a word he left that room followed by steven.

"Hello?" He answered, his voice was neither rough nor soft.

"Where are you son?" His dad asked from the other line. Lack of patience was evident.

"I'm on my way Dad. Why do you call?" He queried.

"I want you here within the next 10 minutes. You heard me?" His father asked in his father's tone , making him groan in annoyance.

"Yes dad" with that he cut the call and made his way towards the car which was already waiting for him in front of that forbidden building.

"Steven, clear all this mess by tonight. Make sure no one finds it, especially my mom." He ordered and inside his luxury car.

"And one more thing" Ethan stopped and looked at Steven with a smirk.

"Make sure to parcel his head to his mom in a beautiful box. It'll be fun"

• • • • • •

That's what he is. A merciless beast who loves to make people fear him. The only one who can make him root to his spot is his dad with his scary nature and mom with her sweet personality.

Being twenty-five years old, he is afraid of nothing, not even god, not even death. His life is full of fun, partying, sex, alcohol and blood. They are the things necessary for him to live. But his this side is unknown to the general public. To the people out there he is the perfect young, bachelor, business man, the son of Ella and Xavier Evans.

• • • •

"Hey dad! You-" his words got halted when he noticed the unfamiliar guests in his home.

"Here you are. Have a seat Ethan." His dad uttered as he patted the seat beside him, beckoning him to sit on it and as his good son he obeyed.

"Son, this is David Black, my business partner and this is his daughter Karina Black." He introduced the guests as he looked at them with a small smile.

"Nice to meet you, Mr Black" Ethan said while shaking his hands with David.

"Oh the pleasure is mine, Ethan. I'm the lucky one to meet the young successful businessman" that man praised him just the way he liked.

He only nods his head as he takes a glass of champagne and that's when his eyes land on the girl who's sitting beside her dad, already looking at him with a heated gaze. He smirked knowing the feeling very well.

"How is your business going Ethan?" David asked while sipping his red wine.

"Great as usual." He said, earning a grin from that old man.

"You are very lucky to have a son like him, Xavier." David said proudly.

"I know David and I'm really proud of my son" his dad said and he was on cloud nine hearing this.

"Well you guys chat, I'll be back after freshin' up" Ethan got up from his seat as he made his way upstairs but not before winking at the girl who was looking at him from the time he entered.

• • • •

Ethan closed the door to the guest room as he pushed the girl inside, she gasped at the sudden action.

"Karina! what a beautiful name for a beautiful girl" he said while walking sensually towards the girl who was waiting for him to get closer to her.

"Just like yours" she commented and smiled when she saw him smirking.

He slowly circled his arm around her curvy waist as he pulled her closer, crashing her against him. Karina instantly wrapped her arm around his neck, participating equally.

"You are really handsome" she complimented but he just shrugged it off.

"I know" he said while tracing his rough finger pad above her bare back. She was wearing a red bodycon dress with a deep v-neck and a slit in the middle.

She slowly tugged at his hair, trying to pull him for a kiss but he gladly rejected.

"I don't do kiss woman. I just fuck" he said like a matter of fact. Her eyes widened at his straight forward answer.

"Fine with me" she said and give him a seductive smile.

"Bend over that table, naked'' he ordered and like a slave she obeyed him.

Soon he was out of his clothes too, fucking that girl like an alpha in heat. That room got filled with her muffled moans as he gagged her mouth with a silk fabric. He can't take risk as her dad and his parents are outside.

Karina's moans got louder just like the way his pace increased. He slammed into her without any mercy making her go nuts.

"Shhh! quiet women or I'll leave you unfinished" he warned menacingly, his voice got even rougher and harsh because of the heated session.

Karina could only nod her head, she tried her level best to stop her moans because she doesn't want him to stop and with that they came undone. He didn't wait for her as he started to wear his clothes. With difficulty Karina stood up, she looked at him with hope thinking he will take care and help her after going this rough on her.

But Ethan being Ethan without looking at her starts walking towards the door but stopped on his tracks when she called him from behind.

"Where are you going Ethan? Won't you help me?" Came her voice while limping towards him.

He raised his one brow at her demand. Help her? What made her think that he'll help a girl like her? Not only her he doesn't help anyone.

"Why would I ?" He asked making the girl go numb.

"What do you mean by why? Can't you see I'm not well? You have to help me. I'm feeling sore" she talked back, raising her voice a little making him look at her with those emotionless gray eyes but the way his demeanor changed screamed only one thing, danger.

"It's not my fault. You too wanted it and now why are you blaming me like a virgin? When I said I only fuck I meant it. So don't expect anything else from my side. I hope you are satisfied after all what can i expect from a woman like you?" He answered savagely and proceeded to walk out.

And she stood there feeling humiliated and tarnished. No one ever treated her like thats. Her father had always treated her like a princess, and here he was indirectly calling her a whore.

"Fuck you!" Karina screamed. She stared at the black shirt which hugged his musculine back like a second skin. Her eyes were bloodshot because of anger but at the same time tears also engulfed them.

"I don't fuck a woman twice"

• • • • • •

Jasmine walked out of the cosmetic shop where she works as a saleslady. She turned her mobile phone on as she looked at it with tired and droopy eyes. 10:35 pm it displayed. A sigh escaped from her mouth as she put her phone back in her side bag, continuing her walk back home.

She was walking peacefully when her eyes caught the glimpse of the teen couple in the bus stand, they were holding each other's hands and there was a small smile adorning their lips. She paused, recalling the similar situation that had happened in her life, when he was alive. Deja vu.

Intertwining her hands with his he put them in his jacket's pocket as he pulled her closer to him, giving her his warmth to survive that cold night.

"Leave my hand Chris, people are watching" Jasmine said as she tried to pull her hand back but that only made him grip on it tighter.

"So what? I'm holding my girlfriend's hand. Why should I care about others?" He asked and shrugged his shoulders, making her chuckle. She knew that was coming, he always says that when she try to pull herself away from him in public.

"You and your Goddamn stubbornness" she shook her head lightly and leaned her head on his shoulder as they stared at the moving vehicles.

"It's so beautiful, especially in this weather" she said and snuggled more into him.

"Yes, it's so beautiful, with you in my arms" he uttered, making her blush involuntary. She tried her level best to hide the small smile that appeared on her face. He always makes her go all crazy and shy with his cheesy romantic lines.

"That's cringe" she lied and she knows he knows that too.

"Oh really my Princess?" He asked, emphasizing the word princess.

"Then I'll try something new" he said as he stood straight, looking straight into her forest green orbs as he smiled mischievously.

Chris cleared his throat making her look at him with curious eyes,

"I know that I'm not Cristiano Ronaldo but we can surely get Messy!" He said and a smirk made its way on his alluring lips, making him look like the senior pervert boy in every college.

A gasp left her mouth when she registered the meaning and she looked at him with wide yet surprised eyes, in utter disbelief. She knows he's straight forward but everytime when he utters things like this she will go nuts.

"Ouch! What was that for, woman?" Chris whined when Jasmine's dainty hand made contact with the rough skin on his arm.

"You better shut that mouth of yours Chris or-" "Or?" He cut her off and grinned like a kid. He always loved to make her angry and angry Jasmine is a whole different story.

Jasmine blinked rapidly when her little flashback ended, falling back to the ugly reality. She sighed for the nth time as she walked past them.

Jasmine rubbed her both palms together and blew lightly. Last week she was informed about her new schedule and now she has to work till 10 pm and it'll be extended to 10:15 pm after cleaning, changing her uniform and bidding goodbye to her colleagues. The change in weather should also be mentioned. Well,

When sorrows come they come not single spies, but in battalions.

"Gosh! If I don't get home anywhere soon I'm sure as hell will be frozen to death" she murmured and forced her legs to move forward with a new pace.

Jasmine was walking peacefully while talking to herself when a small kid ran towards her direction like a sports car with no control. He was panting like he ran a marathon and the boy when he was just a few inches away from her fell into the ground after being tripped by a stone.

He immediately muffled his little cries by pressing his palm over his mouth as he got up slowly. Jasmine who saw it all ran towards the boy as she tried to help him stand. That boy flinched and tried to get away from her first but when he noticed no harm he let her help him. She slowly squat down and observed his face. His face was covered with dust and dirt from the road, his clothes were torn and he was bare footed and above all, the fear in his eyes. hey were moving rapidly like they saw something they shouldn't.

"Hey what happened kiddo?" Jasmine asked while smiling at him. She held his tiny hands in hers as she waited for his reply. That little boy gulped and again gulped, observing his surroundings and then back at her.

"Tell me. Why are you so afraid?" She asked again.

"There" he pointed his index finger while turning back, "I saw someone with a gun there. Not one they were many, everyone had guns and- and" he stuttered.

Jasmine's heartbeat accelerated hearing this. She never expected this. She thought he was running away from any abusers or anything else.

"And?" She asked, her voice quivered in fear and trepidation.

"And they were torturing a man. I think they are going to kill him. I ran away as soon as I saw it" he finished and the next second he ran away, for his dear life.

Jasmine was in a dilemma. Suddenly something entered her mind, a similar situation. She stood up while clutching her hand back tightly. Her heart hammered against her chest in a wild rhythm. She looked up and there were ominous dark clouds gathering overhead. There was no trace of a single star in that pitch-black sky. She wanted to turn around and choose another road but something inside her stopped her from backing away. Maybe! Maybe she can help that man? Maybe, Maybe she can send those bloody killers out there in jail? She couldn't find the murderers of her beloved boyfriend but she can surely give the killers there a lesson right? She thought.

Hesitantly she moved her legs forward, while making no sound. She walked like a cat, making her way towards the place that boy mentioned.

"BANG" her steps were halted when the sound of metal clashing against skin resounded in the air followed by a muffled scream. Her eyes widened and lips parted slightly. She badly wanted to turn around and walk back like she knew nothing but her defensive mind didn't let her. She can't let any poor man lose his life because of some narcissist men.

Jasmine took a deep breath, filling her lungs and took two more steps and she saw something that will never leave her mind, that'll haunt her life from now on, a haunting nightmare.

There were about fourteen men, dressed in black attire, some holding guns and some metal tools. In their middle stayed a man, on his knees, his face and body was covered with his own blood and the pungent smell of blood spread in the air making her feel like puking. His face was almost unrecognizable, it was badly punched and there were a lot of slits. His hands and legs were tied up with metal wires and a gun pressed against his forehead.

She followed the hand which holds the gun, slowly tracing up. His sleeves were folded till his elbow and she clearly saw the green and red veins that popped out from his hands. She dragged her pupils up and noticed he was wearing only his shirt, his blazer was off and the first two buttons were undone, displaying his toned tanned skin. Then his neck which was adorned by a beautiful medium sized silver chain and then his sharp jawline, his tempting lips, his straight edged nose and last his hazardous gray eyes.

They are captivating, literally screaming terror. They were tempting yet scary. It's said that we can easily find the emotions and personality of a person through his eyes and one look at his eyes and it was clear that he's more than dangerous.

" Are you willing to tell the truth, Joseph?" Ethan asked while pushing the gun further into that man's head.

"Sir... It was your Father. He ordered me to tell the truth. I'm sorry" Joseph apologized while groaning.

Ethan sighed and pulled his gun away. His father has come to know about his little play with his partner's daughter. Karina being the sympathy seeker acted her level best to manipulate his parents and now they want him to marry her. It took him no time to realize that the father and daughter had planned all this.

Jasmine immediately pulled her cell phone out as she immediately opened the camera, recording each and every scene, she made sure his face and his actions were clear.

"I kept you in my office because of your skills but look at you now, backstabbing your own boss." Ethan chuckled menacingly.

"Sir, it was your Father. I was helpless" Joseph tried to reason.

"Well that doesn't mean you can go against my fucking word Joseph. You should've said you don't know anything. It's my personal life and I hate it when someone intrudes in it" he sounded lunatic and Jasmine shivered slightly hearing the authority in his venom filled voice.

"You shouldn't have done that Joseph. Not when you know me this well." Ethan asserted. That void face and the gun in his hands added more fear in that man's heart. The man in front of him is no less than an animal and he doesn't want to die. He wants to live but now that seems like a greedy wish for him.

"I won't kill you-" Ethan said impassively.

For a second that man looked up with hope in his eyes.

"You yourself will do that honor" Ethan stated like that's what was going to happen and the next second he threw the same gun at the helpless man who lost all his hope.

"Now let's wrap it up fast. Take that gun and kill yourself. It'll be simple and the best for you" Ethan uttered with an emotionless face. His eyes bored holes on that man's face as he stood there like a pillar.

"Sir... Please one chance." Joseph begged lastly. No one wants to die, at least not a painful death. Not when the future has a lot to offer.

Ethan sighed and shook his head as he took the cigarette box from his pocket. He slowly slided out a cigarette from the packet and he put it in between his lips, lighting up with a lighter. He puffed out a good amount of smoke right on Joseph's face and Jasmine scrunched her face watching this.

"You know I don't give people a second chance. I do not leave people usually but when I do..... I leave them forever" he said and it sounded like he was telling his past experience.

"Now do it" he ordered but that man couldn't find the courage to take his own life. His hands shivered when he tried to grab that gun.

Exhaling in pure annoyance Ethan rolled his eyes,

"Felicia isn't?" He blurted out while glaring at him.

"Wh-What?" Joseph queried. His eyes widened in trepidation and worry.

"Your daughter. Isn't her name Felicia?" He asked and that man nodded his head. Suddenly a new wave of fear hit him.

"Isn't she going to get married?" He inquired and nodded his head when Joseph agreed.

"It'll be beautiful to see your daughter crying on the altar on her wedding day watching her dead fiance right?" Ethan smirked and asked with a questioning tone.

Jasmine gasped at those harsh words. How can someone be so cruel and say things like that to a father? The look on Joseph's face made her look at him with pity. He's using Joseph's weakness, his daughter.

Joseph shook his head negatively as tears for the first time dropped out from that old man's eyes.

"Listen to me and your daughter will be free and will live a good life" he uttered and that old man nodded his head, giving up. He can't risk his daughter's life, his gem, his world, His little ellie.

Jasmine's hands shivered when she saw him taking the gun in his wrinkled hands as he pressed the barrel against his temple and closed his eyes, probably thinking about the happy times with his family. Ethan watched impassively, his face shown no emotions.

"BANG" Jasmine took a step back when Joseph fell into the ground with a thud, the gun in his hand fell on the floor making another clicking sound. Jasmine tried her level best to not to scream after witnessing such dreadful sight. She watched someone taking his own life or to be precise someone forcing the other to take his own life as he watched it with full interest.

"Clear the mess. Make sure it doesn't reach my dad's ears. You get me?" Ethan asked menacingly as he walked back to his porsche and just when he was about to open the door his muscular physique stopped.

Jasmine gasped and immediately cut the call from her best friend. She looked up and her heart skipped a beat when she found everyone's eyes on her except that one man. His back was facing her. He chewed his lips when he realized someone saw things they shouldn't have.

Jasmine without wasting a milli second turned around and ran like a deer who accidentally showed up in front of a hungry lion.

"Trespassers have to be prosecuted!" Ethan smirked and stated. Slightly tilting his head he ordered,

"And i want that trespasser at my penthouse by tomorrow morning, Steven" with that he got into his car and left that place knowing his men will do the work within seconds.

On the other hand Jasmine took the shortcuts and ran fast without looking back. She didn't stop for once cause the footsteps of his men were clear like crystal. Her heart hammered against her ribcage without any rhythm when the footsteps got closer and now she knows, there's no end.

But she can't leave him all free like that, he needs to be punished. She's also a daughter and she knows the pain of losing her parents. This video will be great evidence and she can sue him easily.

She stopped on her track when her hair was gripped on a steel like grip. Jasmine winced and trashed in pain. The desperation to get herself free was high and Jasmine like a manic writhed under their hold. The next thing she knew was a stinging pain in her head as she dozed off, beware of the things that'll happen in the future.

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