Protecting the Bad Boy

Didn\'t care anymore

I was still crying, without being able to stop the pain, or just forget about it, when the door opened.

My eyes were glued to my shoes as the tears didn"t stop. I didn"t even think about raising my head and see who was entering the room, when I heard footsteps coming towards me. I just didn"t care anymore...

"Look who we have here!" A strong male voice talked.

In the room, were like four men, including the one who talked, who I assume was the boss. Probably the one Axel had to kill... My heart ached even more remembering him. I was being pathetic, but it was so much pain in me now....

"The very famous Ian"s daughter." The man talked again.

The tears stopped immediately at the mention of my dad"s voice. I had years without hearing it, and coming out of that dickface just made me angry. He had no right to talk about my dad.

I raised my head slowly to face with the man who was staring at me with a grin in his face, while I was glaring at him.

He was old, like around sixty or even older than that. He was bald and thin. If it wasn"t for the attitude, I would say he was really weak. His eyes were so dark... and cold... He looked intimidating... but I didn"t even cared how he looked like, who he was, or what he was going to do to me. The only feeling in me now was the anger, which wouldn"t leave for a while I assume.

"I"m Joseph Shaw." He said taking out of his jacket pocket a small bottle, and drank from it. "Your father killed my son. You are too young to have children, but you can figure it out how much pain your father caused me." His tone was cold but he still had that evil grin in his face.

If it wasn"t for the ropes around me which were keeping me tied in that f*****g chair and for the three other men in the room, which must be his workers, I would jump in his throat and choke him to death. He had no right to talk about pain. He killed my parents and now Axel. He caused me more pain that anyone could. He had destroyed my whole life. I could have a normal life... friends, even a boyfriend, nights without nightmares... and parents if it wasn"t for him. He took that from me. He took the chance for a normal life away from me. He had no right to talk about pain.

"Now... It would be better if your father was alive now and I had you here torturing you, while he was going mad for not finding you, but something went wrong when my men tried to kidnap you and ended with killing your mother, and later your father, but since I still miss my son, then I think I can torture you here till you die, so his soul can finally rest in peace. I don"t think you understand, but it"s my job as his father to take his revenge." He frowned at my face, which wasn"t showing any emotions. I was even hiding the anger I was feeling.

"I know it"s shocking for you to hear all of this things, but this is life my darling... Sorry what"s your name again?" He asked me with an evil smirk in his face. Did he stole the devil"s face?

I didn"t answer to him so he frowned. "You are going to stay here for a while sweetheart, and we will have time to know each other, but it would be easier for me to talk to you if you tell me your name."

One of the men whispered something to Joseph"s ear which made him frown again. He nodded to the man and then looked again to me.

"Apparently I have some problems to deal with, but don"t worry. We will meet again. Make yourself comfortable." Joseph said and walked outside the door. The men followed him but he stopped after taking two steps out the room and turned to me with a grin in his face. He took a knife out of his pocket and walked towards me again.

"I can"t leave you without giving you a little present. How impolite it would be?" He said and drove the knife in my left arm slowly. I had to bit my lower lip to don"t let out any scream. I just stared dead in his eyes with anger obvious in my eyes. He made a huge wound in my arm that started to bleed badly, and then pulled the knife away from my skin.

"I think we will have fun." He frowned to me, looking disappointing from not making me scream.

"I think the same too." I smirked at him evilly.