Demon of revenge

Chapter two

Albert came out feeling very angry, he took deep breaths, and as soon as he found a friend in front of him, he brought him by his shirt while he was beating him without mercy.

I will kill you and kill her why didn't you talk to me and tell me.

Thomas tried to breathe, but his attempts failed.

All this, and Bella was standing watching everything that was happening. She did not imagine that there would be a person with this anger. She wanted to intervene and separate them.

But know well who you are going to talk to. Thomas spoke a lot of times out of Albert's anger.

Albert moved away after a while while he wiped the side of his lips and then left. He was going while she was standing in front of him. He looked at her as he looked at her from below into her eyes, then left angrily.

Bella quickly ran to Thomas and approached him, speaking to him with real fear:

Are you okay, Thomas?

Thomas extended his hand while wiping the drops of blood that were flowing beside his lips. He spoke to her while trying to smile so that she would not worry about him:

Well, don't worry, I'm used to it

Bella put her hands to her lips as she told him with horror and question:

But how will I direct him alone, he did not hesitate to kill me, I swear to you

Thomas nodded as he spoke to her in a low tone:

- Do not worry, nothing happened that did not come close to you, he knows very well that the company will be lost from his hands.

Bella pressed her hands in genuine fear.

As for him, he went quickly after he got into his car while he was heading towards his destination, and he arrived after quite a while as he got off his car.

Albert walked into that cellar while breathing deeply. The smell of blood always made him calm down like a vampire. He didn't know why he liked that smell like that. He took his steps while looking at that man hanging from his hands and feet. His new victim approached him while holding him by his hair, turning him in all directions. He speaks to him with a smile:

- I am a fair man. I like to take the opinion of whom I kill in the way I will kill him. What do you like? I would like to cut off your finger tips or skin you.

The man swallowed his saliva knowing very well that he would inevitably die. Whoever falls into his grip, Albert did not get out of it, but he spoke trying to gain his sympathy:

Believe me, Mr. Albert, I did nothing. They threatened to kill my children

Albert smiled sarcastically as he approached him, speaking to him with a question:

- What is my mother's fault, you despicable one?

Albert approached, holding his hands, took out his knife, and directed it in front of him, speaking to him with a smile on his face representing kindness:

But I feel that you are right, poor thing, that you definitely adore your children, so I will untie you.

The man smiled, but his smile disappeared as he felt unbearable pain

Albert approached him while holding his knife in his hands and began to undo the rope that tied his hands, but with half of his hands

Albert kept cutting his hands while smiling at the sight of blood splattering on his face.

Albert moved away after he felt tired and he sat back in his chair, took the bottle of wine while he put it between his lips, then left the place quickly.

After a short while, Albert arrived at his company. He went up to his office while resting his body on me. He closed his eyes while thinking of one thing, only revenge.

He wants to take revenge on every person he has ever hurt

He takes revenge on the nights of a shadow sitting in the streets, finding no one to sympathize with him.

He remembers well that day when his mother died and his father stood laughing as he imitated his son's crying.

Albert screamed loudly as he got up from his place, breaking everything he saw in front of him. He tried many times to catch his breath, but he did not succeed in that matter.

He extended his hands while cutting the shirt he was wearing. He stood in front of the mirror while looking at his body

A deformed monster, but his body is filled with tattoos that do not show anything

He found his phone ringing. He approached the phone while listening to the other person's conversation:

We found the lady you were looking for

Albert smiled while breathing deeply, another victim, but that victim will be a little different, only they kept many months and years looking for her, he never forgot her, and he did not forget her look that day, that was the maid who works in their house

A servant but a p********e he saw many times in his father's arms, he remembers well his mother's crying while she was crying from what she saw, so his father intended to do everything in front of his wife

He grabbed the phone as he quickly headed towards the door to go to that lady.

Albert arrived, got out of his car, smiling maliciously, went upstairs while looking at his men in violin, she was sitting while she was tied up.

- What do you think of a tour as you and my father used to do in the past?

Ashley listened to those words while she froze. She identified his voice immediately. It was not his absence. Many years and months had been trying to hide from him, but she knew that he would come today and come back again and find her, and here she is in his hands.

Ashley trembled as she spoke with fear:

Albert what are you waiting for come on kill me

Albert approached, putting his hands on her hair, feeling it softly, then pulling it hard, speaking to her angrily:

Mr. Albert, there is a difference in classes, don't forget it.

Ashley smiled, remembering when Albert was eating off the street because he had no money

,: This time turns around in a second. You did not have the power to satisfy yourself with one bite, and now you have everything

That's what Ashley told him.

Albert pressed his jaws violently as he raised his hands and slapped her in the face so hard that she made her face turn to the other side. Albert smiled while repeating:

It is not in my nature to extend my hand to a woman, but I know very well that you love these things.

Ashley nodded her head, speaking with genuine horror and a trembling voice:

- Kill me Albert, come on, if you have the audacity, let's do it, or do you want me to do to you as I used to do in the past? I certainly miss torturing your body.