Chapter 29: Chapter 29

Dinner was served by Mrs. Rhodes as usual and I was left alone eating in the kitchen. It was kind of lonely with no Sean eating beside me like usual. The food was great but I seemed to lose my appetite.

"Hey, there", I heard Georgina's voice from behind me as she walked to the fridge and grabbed a water bottle.

"Hey", I said trying to sound enthusiastic.

She seemed to notice my change of mood. "Are you okay?", she asked sitting in front of me.

"Yeah. Just not hungry", I said pushing my plate away.

"Then you don't mind me having it?", she gave me a playful smirk.

"Yeah, sure", I said and she directly took a bite of my untouched food.

"So, where's Sean?", she said with her mouth full.

"He's at Chicago", I said boringly and she stopped her eating.

"Chicago? What's he doing there?", she frowned. Sean didn't tell her that he went away?

"I don't know. He said it's about the gang stuff", I said without giving much detail. I just didn't have the mood to talk right now.

"Oh, okay", she went quiet after that and after she finished, I offered to wash the dishes for her. She thanked me and went upstairs to her room.

I washed and dried all the plates so Mrs. Hudson didn't have to bother doing them anymore in the morning. I was placing the last plate in the cupboard when my phone buzzed and turned out it was Sean who was calling. I picked up without hesitation.

"Hi, baby girl. How's your day?", it wasn't even a day but I already missed his voice.

"Just fine", I said sounded unconvinced.

"Don't lie to me, baby. Hunter told me everything", he said and I rolled my eyes. Of course, he'd tell him. Sean was his boss after all.

2 hours ago

We were almost there when suddenly I wanted to go back to Dani's apartment. I rarely got back there since the threatening text and I missed my bed. Don't get me wrong, Sean's place was way more comfortable but without Sean tonight, it'd be different.

The car came to stop and they just looked at me when I didn't make a move.

"I want to go back to the apartment", I muttered.

"I'm sorry, Valerie but Sean said that you are to remain in this house until he got back", Hunter said flatly.

"But I want to go back", I said suddenly felt frustrated.

"I'm sorry but we have to follow the boss's order", Hunter said apologetically.

I huffed in annoyance and got out of the car, not forgetting to slam the door to add the dramatic effect. I walked inside the house, more like running right to Sean's room, and slammed the door as well. I threw my backpack to the floor and climbed to the bed, covering my face with one of the pillows and before I knew it, I'd dozed off to sleep.

I sighed. "Well, I just miss Dani and the apartment. But your lapdogs refused to let me go", I said emphasized the lapdogs.

"I'm sorry, baby I know this is uncomfortable for you but I just want to make sure you are safe and..."

"Uh, not again. Just stop with that word. Every time you said that it feels like I'm a porcelain doll that can easily break", I groaned running my hands through my messy hair.

"What the hell has gotten into you?", he raised his voice from the speaker.

"You want to know what's wrong with me? Well, I'll tell you. I'm going insane here because I've been followed around 24/7 and not to mention being locked down here away from my home"

"I've quit my job, the only source for my money for you but then I can't go back to see my friend and apartment now? I'm not your prisoner, Sean", I was sure everyone in the house could hear me now because of how loud I was.

Then it was silent. I just heard his breathe from the other line, meaning he was probably trying to contain his anger which made me worried about what would happen next.

"You know what? Fine. Go back to the damn apartment. Just do whatever you want cause I don't fucking care anymore", he said darkly.

"Sean, I.. ", the line went dead before I could say anything. Tears were flowing through my cheeks. Great I outdid myself this time. Not only Liam hated me but Sean as well.

I wiped my tears and ran upstairs to Sean's room. He wanted me gone and I didn't blame him one bit. I was being a moody bitch and I knew he could find a much better girl to spend time with. He probably got a new chick in his arms already and forgot about me. After all, I was just a burden for him, and now with me out of the picture, he'd be free. The thought of him already forgetting me made me want to cry again but I held my already watery eyes.

It was already late so I decided to go back to the apartment tomorrow and got some sleep early. Before going to bed, I already packed my remaining clothes from his closet and zip them into a small bag that I left.

I climbed into the bed hugging the pillow with his scent, inhaling it because I knew it'd be the last time doing it.

SEAN POV

I put my phone back in my pocket after my call with Valerie and she made me pissed out more. I got information that Jonathan would be meeting with a new ally to help him bring me down. I sent my men to followed him and bring him to me before he could get to the meeting. Alive. I wanted to be the one who did the honor to kill him.

Just one single request and they couldn't even do that. I sent 5 men just to grab that motherfucker and they still fucked it up! He managed to get away by stealing one of my men's guns and shot 3 of them dead. The other two came back and guess what? I fucking killed them too to relieve my anger. It wasn't even a day and I already lost 5 men.

And to think that calling my girlfriend could calm me down but I was so wrong. I didn't know what the hell was her problem. Sure, I knew she didn't like having Hunter and Jack following her around but we had discussed it and now she was being difficult. And I felt guilty that I snapped at her like that.

I decided to deal with her later and focused on my job here. I needed to get another man to follow Jonathan but no more kidnapping this time because I didn't want to lose another man.

"Boss, we got something", Larry said snapping out of my thoughts.

I sighed and massaged my temple. "What is it?", I muttered. This better is good.

"Don called and said that Peter was at a brothel, drunk with some whores. Do you want to make a move?", Larry said and from his tone, I could sense his impatience to kill him.

"Fine", I said getting up. "Get the guys ready", we might lose Jonathan this time but Peter, I'd make sure he was caught this time.

Larry smirk evilly as he exited my room. I turned to prepare my guns in case I needed them though I doubted I'd use them but it was better to prepare.

Once I was downstairs, my men were all set and we went to the cars heading to the bar. I sat in the front seat like usual and Larry was driving. The car journey was silent and the only sound was the car engine running.

"So, how's Valerie?", Larry suddenly asked and I turned my head facing him. "I heard you talking to her", he said as he drove.

When I didn't answer, he spoke again. "Trouble in paradise?", he joked and glared at him.

"Just shut up", I gritted my teeth.

"I'm just asking, man", he said in surrender.

I didn't say anything anymore until we arrived at the bar. I got out of the car and the others followed.

"Now listen up", I said in my gang leader mode. "I and Larry would be the one going inside and don't come out until I give you the signal, understood?", and they all muttered yes.

"Alright. Now get in position and if his sidekicks came out, just shoot them", I said. All that matter was Jonathan, Peter, and 'the rat' alive. The rest I wouldn't give a damn.

After the small meeting, I and Larry got inside, trying to look normal as possible. The bar was crowded filled with guys in suits and each of them had a girl on their lap. Some chicks were giving me a flirtatious smile and showing off their breasts to have my attention but it didn't work. My eyes were sent for Valerie only.

Some were daring enough to come near me and touch my arm. I felt disgusted at their touches and I ended up threatened them which making them ran away in fear.

We searched their brothel thoroughly, barging in all the rooms one by one earning some screams from the whores and grunts from their clients. After the tenth room, we found him laying on the bed with two chicks. One was naked and the other one was giving him a handjob.

Larry came inside first and grabbed Peter who was half awake and pushed him against the wall. The chicks screamed and ran out of the room after witnessing the sight.

"You son of a bitch. We finally got you", Larry smirked and punched his jaw earning a grunt from Peter's mouth.

"Is that you Larry? Oh, God, I miss you so much", Peter slurred then laughed mockingly. Larry was ready to give another punch but I stopped him before he could do it.

"Stop. We need to get him out of here", I said.

"Ah, is that you Sean? Long time no see, man. And damn did you got a new haircut because I swear last time we met your hair was ..." before he could finish Larry already punched his face making him out cold and I looked at Larry.

"What? He talked too much", he shrugged. "Let's get out of here", he said lifting Peter on his shoulder. I nodded and followed behind him.

The Next Day

It was almost noon and the fucker was still unconscious. After we got to the house last night, we threw him into the basement and tied him up on a chair. We made sure that there were no windows and the door could only be opened from the outside with passwords and there were only me, Larry, and two other guys who knew the codes.

I got impatient so I grab the bucket full of cold water and splash him making the fucker jumped awake. Now that's more like it.

He looked confused as he scanned his surroundings. "Where the hell am I?", he said panting.

I punched his jaw hard. "Shut up", I said and he groaned in pain.

"What do you want from me?", he started to yell.

I grabbed his shirt collar. "What do I want? I want you and your uncle to fuck off from my business", I whispered darkly to his ears then he chuckled.

"Oh, Sean you pathetic son of a bitch", he laughed mockingly.

I punched him again but his laugh grew louder. "Whatever it is, I'm not telling you", his face started to bleed.

"Oh? Let's see about that", I smirked then walked towards a table near the door. Peter seemed to be curious because he tried to look by arching his back.

I grabbed one tool to start with, a knife then walked back to Peter. "Going old style, aren't we?", he sassed but fear evident in his eyes.

"Now listen carefully", I said circling him while I played the knife on my hands. "You're going to tell everything I know and you live. But if you don't", I put the knife against his neck. "I'm going to enjoy your screaming that you'll beg me to kill you", I whispered against his ear and he gulped. Good.

"First question", I said backing away from him. "What's your uncle planning?", I asked but he stayed quiet scowling me.

I sighed. "I'm going to ask again and this time I'll ask very nicely. What the hell is your uncle planning?", my anger started to rise when he still didn't answer.

"Well, you ask for it", I mumbled then I stabbed the knife to his thigh making him scream in pain but I didn't care.

"What's your uncle planning", I yelled this time, the knife still stuck to this thigh.

"I-I don't know", he cried out.

"You're lying. Tell me", I said as I twist the knife a little and he screamed louder.

"P-Please, make it stop", he was begging now. But I couldn't stop. Not until I got my answers. I pulled out the knife from his thigh and I saw relief in his eyes. But I didn't stop there. I stabbed his other thigh with the same knife and once again, his scream filled the room.

"You tell me, or we can do this all day", I smirked evilly. I grabbed another tool from the table and once he saw it, his eyes widened.

"Fine, fine. I'll tell you, please. Please, just stop", I dropped the iron baseball bat as I grabbed a chair, sitting in front of him.

"Speak now", I said impatiently.

"He wanted to take you down because he says that it's time for him to have all the glory he never has", he said breathlessly. I knew that part already. "Go on and how will he do that?"

He gulped. "We got an info that you already has a girlfriend and he plans to kidnap her until you surrender and kills you in front of her"

I clenched my fist and jaw, trying to contain my anger. No one touches her.

"And to be honest, I like the plan. Especially when I know I'll be enjoying my time with her", he grinned evilly showing his bloody teeth.

I punched him again making him fell back with the chair. I grabbed the baseball bat on the ground and hit it against his stomach. He screamed in pain as he coughed blood. But I didn't care. I hit him until I felt satisfied and when he didn't move, I stopped.

I checked his pulse, making sure if he was dead or not. Fortunately, he was still breathing. Barely. I didn't want him to die yet. I wanted to enjoy my time torturing him and I knew Larry would like that as well.