The One Sin He Couldn’t Kill

Chapter 11

Blade was finding it hard to bear the pain he was having to go through. Seeing as there was no one in the room with him, his eyes darted around. He had the urge to cough, but he couldn't let it out loudly to avoid the attention of his enemies, so he did his best to suppress it even though the feeling in his chest left him haunted. At this point, he was having lots of regrets as he wished that he had done better during the operation. Who would have thought that Marcos was going to appear with his cartel to cause commotion? He thought about how Alex could be feeling and couldn't help but be curious about how he was probably reacting to his abduction.

Outside of the room was Carmen, who had been hearing the sounds of a man's voice, and just like she had suspected, a man was being tortured inside that room. She was so curious as to know who it was. The last thing she wanted to hear or see was her brother being tortured. She'd rather take the pain for him to live. As she was about to open the door, she heard some strong footsteps closing in and quickly hid behind a metal drum in the basement. Earlier, Marcos and Alvaro appeared, and she watched them walk straight into the room and shut the door behind them.

"What are they up to?" She whispered to herself and leaned closer, moving to the next metal drum closer to the room and staying behind it, hoping she wouldn't get caught.

"I don't think I want to waste my time having unproductive conversations. Alexis is so evil that he doesn't care about you. There is no point trying to cover for him. I want a location. If it's accurate, I will reward you handsomely Blade." Marcos tried talking to Blade hoping he would do better.

"And if it's not accurate?" Blade replied.

"I may lose my patience and give you death." Marcos spat with a sinister smile.

"And that's exactly what I want." Blade then said, his statement shocking not just Marcos but Alvaro .

"He's useless!" Alvaro spat. He had thought that keeping him would be important but it seemed like he was wrong. If he wouldn't be of importance then there was no point wasting any time on him.

Marcos got up from his seat and brought out a sword. "Kill me! It's what I want. You are never getting any information out of me." Blade kept talking and it only infuriated the men. Marcos stopped in his acting and quickly called on Slaughter again who appeared within a few seconds.

"Have fun doing your favorite thing, Slaughter, and only stop if he decides to be important. But if he doesn't, I would like you to spare any parts of him." Marcos ordered and Slaughter jumped in excited as he watched his favorite person in the world leave the room.

"Thank you for the gift!" He later said that Marcos had already left with Alvaro . He then faced Blade, who was tied up, and threw a Blade to his chin, slicing through his skin, and threw another point into, a cool target that had three toes rolling on the floor of the room.

"Ahhhh!!!!!!" Blade screams filled the room, and Carmen, who was still hiding, had never been so traumatized her whole life. It took her almost thirty minutes to find her way out of the basement, making sure no one saw her.

She ran into her room and curled up, covering her whole body with the blanket on the bed as she recalled the screams she heard. She knew something really grave was happening in there and her only relief was that it wasn't Alexin the room. "God I just want to be out of her." She muttered on the bed as tears rolled out of her eyes.

She was there all day and only got to leave in the evening when Irene walked in to check up on her, and by then, she had cried her eyes out. "What's wrong Senora ?" She asked her.

Carmen coughed so hard as she walked around the mansion feeling the cool breeze of the evening. "I just feel so emotional. That was after I heard someone being tortured for what so ever f*****g reason. I feel so drained. I'm not used to this kind of life." She opened up to Irene who only looked at her in pity helplessly.

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"All of a sudden, I'm crossing your mind again. Wow! Just wow!" Carla exclaimed as she threw herself onto the soft bed she had been sleeping on for days.

"I have a lot going on. Don't tell me you don't want me to find Vega. You know how important she is to me." Marcos replied to her as he took off his shirt. He wasn't willing to argue with anyone, not even his woman, Carla.

"And there comes the accusation. I didn't say I didn't want her to be found. She's going to be my sister-in-law anyway." She replied and took out the big white shirt she had on, revealing her sexy lingerie. "Are you ready?" She asked him, knowing the major reason he always decided to come into that room was for intimacy with her.

Marcos knew where she was headed but chose to ignore it. He pulled out everything he had in him and approached her for a kiss. She became aggressive, grabbing him so hard. He realized what she wanted from him and gave her aggressive love. He grabbed her by her head and threw her to the bed. She landed on the bed, feeling the force he had used on her, and it forced her to tear her lingerie with her bare hands. He fell on her hard and she spread her legs so widely. There was not much romance between them, and within two minutes, he penetrated her deeply and was thrusting in with all his might. She liked that he was that aggressive, as though she got used to it and had to start enjoying it as she moaned loudly, not caring if anyone was going to walk past the room and hear her voice.

Marcos was not in another world like her and was just having fun thrusting in and out of her, relieving himself of every stress he had had to go through while he was staying away from her for reasons best known to him. She grabbed him closer, whining her waist like she wanted it broken. "Yes, Alex ! Go harder, please! f**k!" She moaned aggressively.

Did she just call Alex ?

Marcos froze as he paused for a second and continued so she wouldn't open her eyes and see his facial expression at the moment. "Did I just hear her call Alex ?" He asked himself inwardly.

Nah! He must have heard wrongly. He thought and wrapped up the whole intercourse, got himself cleaned up, and rushed out of the room.

He stepped into his study room, doing everything he could to keep his cool and convincing himself that Carla was in no way betraying his trust in her.