The One Sin He Couldn’t Kill

Chapter 10

Marcos hated Alex so much that it took him a while to want to see one of his men. Finally, he walked into a special room he had created in the basement and welcomed himself by throwing a punch to his face.

"Argh!!" He groaned in pain and Marcos sat on a chair facing him. Alvaro walked into the room with another chain and added it to the ones already placed on him.

"What's his name?" Marcos asked Alvaro .

"I heard he is Blade," Alvaro replied and Marcos 's brows moved a bit.

"Be must be an important person in the group then. What's up Blade?" He said and brought out his hand for a handshake with Blade. "oh you are caged in my basement. I forgot that. You are also bleeding. That's very disappointing for a man with the name Blade." He mocked Blade who was seated almost lifeless on the chair.

After a while, Alvaro noticed that the blood pouring on the floor was unusual. "I think he needs to get treated," Alvaro said, and when Marcos noticed it too, he agreed and left the room, leaving Alvaro to ensure he gets the best treatment from the doctor working with them.

After three days, Blade was stronger and more healed but had to be put in his place as he got tied up again; this time, he was very conscious and could see everyone around him, including Marcos himself. "Where is Alex based at?" Marcos threw his first and lost crucial questions?"

"I have no idea where he lives," Blade replied and Marcos 's brows furrowed.

What the f**k is this guy trying to do? He thought as he felt his patience going thin. He turned to look at Alvaro and saw that Alvaro had a lot going through his head too. He then got up and walked out. Alvaro got the signal and did the same, too, and together, they got into the empty room not too far from where Blade was being kept. "He's going to be difficult," Alvaro stated his observation.

"I will make him home if he dares to give us stress," Marcos replied.

"It took us a while to get this one. We have no idea when we will get another. I think patience with him will help." Alvaro was being a bit lenient.

"I'm an impatient type of man. Else he doesn't value his life. Who wouldn't value their life anyway? We can offer him way more than Alex could ever." Marcos stated. They had a whole lot of conversation, and after a while, they walked back into the room and were met with silence. Marcos sent his men away from the room as he only wanted the conversation to be between Blade, himself, and Alvaro . "What does he give to you, I can give you more." Marcos didn't waste time trying to buy him over.

"He's saved my life on countless bases. You can't do that." Blade replied in his cracked voice.

Marcos chuckled. "the bastard f*****g left you and drove off. He never cared about you."

"I guess it was my punishment for failing to be swift. As long as he's safe, I'm okay." Blade spat, his words irking Marcos . Marcos raised his hand and gave a signal, and within three seconds, very hot water that just wasn't boiled rained down on Blade. "Ahhhhh!!!" He screamed in pain and after two minutes, the water stopped pouring on him. This was one pain he had never experienced in his life. He couldn't raise his hand to nurse his pain either as every part of his body was heavily chained. He managed to open his eyes after some minutes and realized that he hadn't sustained any burns from the hot water that had just been poured on his body. Stunned, he tried looking up to see the people in front of him and realized he was very frightened by the presence of Marcos .

"Are you willing to talk to me?" Marcos 's voice was heard again but this time, Blade went mute. "I'm talking to you. Speak d**k!" He spat, yet Blade wouldn't say a thing and only went silent.

Marcos took out a whistle from his chest pocket and blew it. Right after that, a man with a little body walked in carrying three different kinds of blades. Biggest Boss! What do you need Slaughter for? He's readily available!" Slaughter walked in feeling himself as she jumped around with his childish body.

Seeing him, Blade peed on his pants. He's heard about this man with a little body called Slaughter and heard that he was solely loyal to Marcos . Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that he would fall into his arms someday. Swing as Slaughter moved all over the place happy that he was about to cut parts of a human's body, Blade couldn't help but shiver in fright. "This man right here said he's Blade. I just want to be sure he's not sharper than the blades in your hands right now." Marcos said as though he was having a normal conversation causing Blade's eyes to widen.

Slaughter walked towards Blade, and before Blade could fathom what Slaughter was about to do, he found his thumb in Slaughter's hands, throwing it up and down as though it was some kid's toy. "Argh!!!!" Blade yelped in pain as his blood poured on the floor. His eyes closed as he couldn't stand the sight of his own blood or his thumb in Slaughter's hands looking like some toy.

"He is not sharper than my blades," Slaughter confirmed and bowed on the floor before walking out with wishes that he would get called again.

"You are so terrible!" Blade spat as he forced his tears to never drop.

"I'm not that bad. I just love transparency. Give me that and the world is yours. I will be back. Take your time and think things true. Alex doesn't really care about you." Marcos said and got up. He walked out of the room like he was never there and then walked into his study room in anger.

Alvaro followed behind him and when he got into his study room, he wasn't surprised to see Marcos looking down. He knew how much he was missing Vega already. "We will find her." He consoled him and tapped him on the shoulder. He also missed Vega and was helpless about his own feelings.

"He's acting hard. I wonder what Alex really gave to him or if he really doesn't have any substantial information about him." He spat and Alvaro thought about it.

"I think he knows something. I am still trying to figure out what his weak point is. This d**k looks like he'd rather die than open up for real." Alvaro was sounding helpless this time.

"Talk to the monitoring team and try to get more information about Alex 's movement. I don't mind catching more. Not everyone can be as loyal as that fool in there. And as for him, I would show him what the f**k I'm capable of doing. I also need to have the file that contains his complete and real identity." Marcos wasn't willing to give up.