Irresistible Love novel Chapter 5

Zachary Pov

"Been a while..isn't it?"

The dark room enlights up when Max turned up the lights and the two of the hostage looked up squinting their eyes when the light hit their eyes.

"You son of a bitc-"

"Nicholas!" his father cut his son off and shook his head no warning him not to open his mouth.

"See? Your father is such a polite man and indeed...intelligent..." I chuckled as I took a seat on a chair before them.

"Why have you kept us alive?" Vito talked to me for the first time. He has been tight-lipped from the day they have been captured and that captured my interest.

"Well, someone is in talking mode today," I mocked earning a glare from Nicholas.

"Honestly, I take my words back. You two are the dumbest people I have ever met in my life," I sighed as I folded up my sleeves and crossed my arms across my chest leaning against the chair as I lift my leg up and kept it on the other one as I took in their appearance.

My people totally forgot what the word sanitization actually means because it was how they had kept these two all these while my absence. They were wearing the same clothes in which they were captured. Their shirt dirty and bloodied, hair messy, bruises and blood stains on their skin and they smelled like rotten rats.

"Jeez!" fanning the air before my nose, my nose scrunched up when the scent of raw blood assaulted my nose and it was when my eyes fell on Nicholas' leg.

"Seth!" I called the guy who was supposed to be the caretaker of the two guest.

"Yes, Boss!" within a minute he entered the room and stood in between us exchanging glances towards our guest.

"What is this way of handling our guests Seth? Where are your manners?" I asked and even though he didn't understand what I meant he hung his head low and waited for me to continue.

"Look at his leg. He is bleeding. What do you think you have been doing? From now on, take even more good care of our guest, do you understand?" my voice raised a little at the end and all he did was to nod his head.

"Now what are you waiting for? Go! serve our guests. His leg is bleeding...go and bring a cloth and mop the floor. Do you have any idea how costly the flooring is? His dirty blood is ruining my floor and moreover, this place has started to stink. I don't want people who come to my house think this place as a butcher shop or something. It's terrible!" I huffed at the end.

Seth nodded and left out of my sight leaving the four of us including Max who was standing in the corner of the room to talk privately.

"You little! Unhand me this instant and I'll show you what I have got!" Nicholas spat enraged all of a sudden.

"Easy there tiger...I believe you don't want me to hurt your father now, do you? hmmm?"

"Nicholas..." Vito whispered yelled at him.

"Why have you kept us alive? What do you want?" Vito spoke up.

"Why? Do you have a desire to die soon?" I asked as I raised an eyebrow at him.

"But..." I moved forward in my chair as I stared straight into his eyes "Even though my desire is to kill you here this instant...I won't. I won't until and unless both of you beg me to kill you. You fucking rats have the guts to look straight into my eyes even after what you did to my sister and you dumbasses of the century thought barging into my territory and abducting Juliette would have been a good ide-"

"Huh! What's the point anymore? The bitch is already dead." Nicholas spat cutting me off in the middle.

The room was instantly marred with silence as I stopped in the middle and stared at him with a blank expression. Even though I didn't move in my spot still I could feel as if pins were continuously stabbing my skin all over my body. My chest tightened up and my jaw locked up as my fingers formed into a tight fist.

"Max..."

"Yes, Boss?"

"Have Rafael Amputate his hand. Torture him to the extent until-"

"What! Wait...No!" interrupted Vito's shaking voice.

"Until he is on the brink of death. But be careful, don't kill him just yet. Let him breathe and suffer little more. He should understand what it feels when a person is on the brink of death. He should feel how my sister was feeling when he killed her mercilessly. Record everything and send it to me," I got up as I adjusted my suit.

"No! No! No!" Vito yelled at me.

"It was all my plan. Not his. Don't kill my son. Kill me in his place. No!" begged Vito.

"Don't worry your turn would come soon after," I said icily as I turned around avoiding Nicholas' curses and Vito's pleas.

"Unlike you. I won't separate a family because I know how it feels when the person you love goes away. The sadness you feel is a lot stronger than any physical pain. Heart aches like hell. I won't let you suffer that heart-ache. Even though I want to be the one to kill him with my own bare hands, I can't. I don't want to be marred by his filthy blood. So, that is why I'm letting you have this honour, Max."

"It would be my pleasure," smirked Max as he picked up his phone and seemed to call Rafael.

"Make sure that he has the pain visible in his eyes and make sure he begs for his life. Have it all record up and sed it to me. Then kill him," I ordered as he nodded and I walked out of the room where both of the father and son continued yelling at top of their lungs too let them go.

"You asked for it!" I found myself muttering venomously.

"Is this all okay?" I heard Cristina asking me about the pile of files that she arranged previously.

"Hm? Yeah. You may go now. It's too late already. I'm sorry I had you working this late Ms. Dimir" I said as I checked the estimation file rolling the pen in between my fingers and adjusting my reading glass up using my index finger.

"It's perfectly fine for me..." I heard her saying and just hummed in reply "...sir" she finished and somehow her tone seemed to change at the end which made me to look up at her.

"It's already nine in the evening. Get going...it seems as if it would rain outside today. Wait! Let me have my driver drop you home..."

"No! I have my car, sir and I live nearby. Thank you for worrying about me. I shall be leaving now," she smiled and I chose to stay quiet at the part where she thought I was worried about her. I wasn't worried about anyone but just wanted to fulfil my responsibilities as her employer. I kept her working late for helping me and it was my responsibility to make sure she gets home well.

"Good Night, Sir!" she smiled and bowed a little. I looked back at my file and just nodded in response.