(DEVAN'S POV).
He was out of prison.
That bastard.
The one who killed my sister.
I clenched my fists as I looked at the pictures of Theo emailed to me by the person I told to spy on Freya while I was away in Japan. They looked happy. I can see the smiles on both of their faces. They looked like a fair family.
I laughed. It didn't seem fair to see her out of prison and she looked fine. At least I taught him more lessons for taking my sister's life.
The thing I've been waiting for. Making them suffer like what happened to my sister. I won't let them live a happy life. Never.
Theo had to feel the worry and fear when he saw his sister hurt. The same way I used to feel every time I saw my sister's left hand being cut with a razor blade. I'd make Freya suffer as much as possible, making sure that Theo saw it.
And after that, I'd dispose of Freya, and kill that bastard right in front of his sister's eyes.
Until there's blood dripping on one of them, my revenge won't end.
"These are the pictures of them yesterday afternoon."
I stare at the photos placed on the table. The photo of Theo busy working at a restaurant. Also when he returned home, I knew that house—Freya's family home.
How could I forget Greyta's murder house?
"You said he works at a restaurant owned by his cellmate?" I asked looking at him, my interloper.
"Yes. And at night, he works at a bar in the city center."
"Bar?" I furrowed my brow.
"It's a bar owned by his college friend."
"This bastard has a lot of friends."
"Do you want me to find out about his friends?"
"No, don't. I don't want to disturb innocent people." I leaned my back and looked at him. "Keep an eye on him. And tell me immediately if he meets Freya."
"Okay."
I watched him walk out of my room, followed by Stefanny who entered in a hurry.
"Sir," she greeted.
"What's wrong? Why do you look so confused?" I asked.
"There is someone who wants to see you."
"Someone?"
"He said his name is Theo Hardwin. He's currently in the lobby and insists on seeing you."
"Theo Hardwin?" I laughed. And he looked at me with a confused and shocked look.
"Sir?"
"I didn't expect him to come so soon. Let him in. Bring him here, Stefanny," I ordered.
This was too soon for what I had planned. But it looked like it was going to be even more exciting.
As I waited quietly on the sofa, someone knocked on the door and Stefanny entered with a man. Yes, it was him... Theo Hardwin.
"Sir..."
"You can come out, Stefanny," I said as soon as she brought Theo into the room.
I stood up as Stefanny left my room and walked over to Theo.
"Do you still remember me?" I grinned. And with a burst of anger, he grabbed me by the collar.
"What have you done?" he hissed.
"What did I do?" I asked with a mocking laugh. "I heard you just got out of prison. How did it feel to be in prison for over seven years? Was it fun?"
"Look, I don't care how long you want to keep me in jail. But if you dare to hurt my sister, I won't stay silent!"
My gaze darkened. I pushed his body away and turned around to grip his collar tightly. I was consumed by vengeance and hate.
"What do you think I felt when I found out you hurt my little sister, huh?" I growl. "With you coming here, of course, you remember what you did eight years ago. You ruined my sister's life. You killed her."
"You!" He gripped my collar back. Staring at me with a warning look. "This has nothing to do with Freya. She's innocent!"
"Are you afraid I'll kill him?"
"If you dare to do so, I will kill you first."
I laughed, feeling so disgusted by what he said.
"Indeed, the killer instinct can never go away, can it?"
"I've already received my sentence in prison for more than seven years. Now what do you want?!" he shouted.
"All I want is to see you suffer. Can you do that for me?"
"What?" he released his grip, looking at me in confusion.
"You killed my sister. Life for life. You ever heard of that saying?" I smirked.
I could see his eyes trembling with fear. His hands were clenched into fists, holding back his anger.
"I'll let your sister go, but only if you're willing to give me your life."
"This bastard..."
"Why? You can't? Or would you rather see Freya suffer?" I gave him a sharp look. "She'll get the punishment for the sins you've committed. Is that okay?"
"You...." he hissed. Gritting his teeth.
"Oh, I wonder... doesn't Freya know you killed my sister? I was so surprised when I first met her. She instantly fell in love with me even with the lies I told. She's like a cheap whore who falls in love with a man who's only done her a few favors."
"Watch your mouth, you bastard! Don't you dare call my sister like that!" he shouted. His voice was heavy and dark. His eyes glared at me with explosive anger. But he dared not take a step to hurt me.
"But she's such a cheap whore," I chuckled, "you don't know how many times I've fucked her even when she knew I didn't love her. She just gives her body awayー"
"If you dare to continue it again, I'll really kill you!" he threatened. "It doesn't matter that I have to go to jail again. If you dare to hurt her again, I'll find you...."
I laughed mockingly. A laugh that sounded so loud that it made him feel annoyed.
"Hey, this is not the right time to threaten me. What would happen if I told her that you killed my little sister? For an innocent woman like her, she might let herself bear the punishment for you."
I saw him clench his hands into fists. Then kneeled in front of me with his whole body trembling. I looked at him with satisfaction in my heart. But that didn't make me act up to it.
"Please, forgive me. I've apologized to you a thousand times. That was a mistake. You know that I didn't kill her."
"Shut up!" my gaze sharpened and darkened. "You killed her! She wouldn't have killed herself if you hadn't raped her and thrown her away like trash!"
I kicked her body and stomped on her chest. She winced in pain.
"You must take responsibility. Life for life. This revenge won't end if I don't make sure you die by my hand."