Chapter 46: Found Ya

"Did you see her with your own two eyes?" Addicus asked the two goons he had sent to confirm if Sharon was truly in Costa Rica.

"Yes, sir! We saw her clearly, and I'm certain without a doubt that she's the same woman in the pictures you showed us," one of the goons said.

Addicus smiled, got up from his chair, picked up his jacket, and put it on.

"JJ, get the cars ready. We have to pay a visit to dear Sharon!"

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It was already sundown and Sharon was helping Hector close the shop. Victoria had gone inside to finish some chores. As they closed up, Sharon made it clear to Hector how grateful she was for everything he had done for her.

"What is it?" Hector asked when he noticed her staring at him.

"Nothing. I was just thinking about how lucky I was to have met you and Victoria. You two saved me from the streets and now, I feel free from the trauma of my past, and it's all because of both of you," she said gratefully.

"You've also been a blessing to us, Sharon. You saved our business and even helped us expand it. More than that, you became a sister to Victoria, something she needed at this stage of her life. We're the ones who should be grateful," Hector replied with a smile.

The mood was carrying good vibes and emotional energy until it was shrouded by the screams of Victoria. Hector and Sharon heard her screams and both ran into the living quarters to see what was wrong.

"Vic!" Hector screamed as he ran to his sister's aid with Sharon right behind him.

As they went inside the house, a few of Addicus' men walked into the shop. They turned the shop sign to "close" and locked the door behind them. They walked through the shop and into the door that led to the home in the building.

Hector went into the kitchen and found Victoria being held at knife-point by a dangerous-looking man. She was so scared and Hector wanted so badly to help her.

"Not one step closer, Cowboy, or she dies," JJ said, placing the knife even closer to Victoria's neck.

"Please, please, don't hurt my sister. If you want our money, you can have it all! Just don't hurt my sister," Hector begged.

"He's not here for money, Hector. He's here for me," Sharon said after seeing his face.

"Hello again, Sharon. Did you miss me?" JJ taunted.

"Sharon,? You know this man?" Hector asked.

"I do," Sharon said, trying hard not to reveal that she was completely terrified at that moment.

"This is the man I told you about - **the one who killed my friends; JJ**!" She told Hector.

"How did you find me?" She asked him.

"Why don't you ask him?" JJ told her, and she turned around to see who he was referring to.

It was **Addicus**, not as a dream or a hallucination, but the man himself.

The fear was now visible in Sharon's eyes. She trembled at the sight of him and stumbled backwards.

"Addicus!" She exclaimed.

"Hello, my dear. I've missed you terribly," Addicus said in a twisted and demented manner.

"How, how did you..," Sharon stammered as she spoke to Addicus, the fear overwhelming her senses.

"How did I find you?" He completed the question for her, "It wasn't easy, dear Sharon. I searched high and low for you. I searched every corner and every edge. I employed private detectives and investigators to search for you but none of them were successful, and I finally stopped. I figured you were long gone and that if you had any sense and the will to live, you would stay hidden and never return."

One of Addicus' men pushed Sharon to the ground, bringing her to her knees and looking up at him as he towered and loomed over her like a demon there to claim her soul.

"I decided to go on," he continued, "...to live a sad and lonely life without you in it. But the universe had other plans. Our story was not yet done. I was sitting in my office and a painting you made all the way here in Costa Rica found its way to me in America. What are the odds of that happening? As soon as I saw that painting, I knew that you had painted it," he said.

"But how?" Sharon wondered.

"I taught you, remember? I honed your skills and made you as good as you are now. I recognized your style and technique," he said as he walked in circles around her.

He stopped moving and JJ brought him a chair, and he sat down right in front of Sharon who was still kneeling on the floor.

"I'm sure you can piece the rest of it together," Addicus added.

Sharon noticed that Victoria was in discomfort with the knife so close to her neck. The weapon was pressed so close to her skin that it had cut her a little bit and a stream of blood rolled down her neck.

"Tell him to leave her alone," Sharon said defiantly to Addicus. "He's hurting her!"

"Oh, dear Sharon! What happens to that girl is the least of your problems," he said.

"Do whatever you want to me, just leave her alone," she said angrily, which seemed to thrill Addicus.

He gestured to his goon to leave Victoria and he did. She ran over to Hector for safety, and they held each other and stood in a corner, afraid of what would happen next.

"You've gotten braver since I last saw you. You were always spirited and fiery; my face can attest to that, but I expected you to be a little bit more...docile and afraid, seeing as you know exactly what I'm capable of," Addicus threatened and looked at Hector and Victoria, foreshadowing his intent to harm them.

"I've spent two years being scared of you, afraid of dying by your hand, but not anymore. I'm not afraid of you anymore, so kill me if that's what you want. I won't fight you." She said defiantly.

Addicus laughed haughtily and grabbed Sharon's chin, pulling her face closer to his and staring directly into her eyes.

"Killing you would be so easy and death is way too good for you. You deserve to suffer for what you did to me and you will. I'll take you back to America, I'll tie you up in my bedroom and, every night, I will have my way with you, over and over and over again, until you either begin to enjoy it and get used to my company **OR** you beg me for death.

"I'll dig up your parent's corpses and dance over them every day while you watch. I'll add new scars all over your body as punishment for scarring me, but I'll leave your face to be nice and pretty, but the rest of you won't be as lucky," Addicus informed her of his plans for her.

Hearing this scared Sharon more than death itself. The thought of Addicus raping her every day frightened her beyond reckoning. She would rather die than let him sleep with her or disrespect her parents' remains. She had to escape him once again, but how? She wondered.

***There was no way out this time and there was no hope for her. But, Sharon had grown up more thanks to Addicus, and she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of defiling her.***