(Devan's POV).
I groan, disturbed by the sound of the door knocking in my room. And when I open my eyes, I'm presented with the sight of a shirtless Freya. Only covered by a white blanket up to her chest. She looks exhausted with her pale face and puffy eyes.
Damn.
I don't remember leaving all those reddish marks all over her body. The brutality I committed last night was purely due to my anger.
"Sir?"
I turned to the door, momentarily forgetting the knock on the door that woke me up. I hurriedly got out of bed and opened the door. Ignoring my appearance I was only wearing shorts.
My forehead furrowed as I looked at Elliot.
"What's wrong?" I asked irritably. My head throbbed as I woke up in shock. I quickly closed the door.
"Sorry to disturb your sleep, but someone's here," Elliot informed me.
"Who?" I raised one eyebrow. It's still too early in the morning to come to someone's house and disturb my peace. I hadn't even gotten enough sleep because of what happened last night.
"He said that his name is Theo Hardwin."
I groaned. My eyes sharpened. "That bastard. What does he want to try to do this early in the morning." I brushed my hair back in an irregular motion.
"Do I need to shoo him away and tell him you don't want to be disturbed?"
"Is he in front?" I asked.
"Yes. He said he wanted to see you."
"To see me?" I chuckled. "Tell him I'll be right down," I ordered Elliot.
I wondered what he wanted by coming to see me this early in the morning. Maybe, I also needed to teach him a few lessons. A warning that would scare him even more. I had to make him suffer to realize my revenge.
Ever since I found out he was out of prison, every day I've felt my chest tighten. Especially when I see pictures of them looking happy.
But I won't let that smile be on his face. The smile on the face of the killer who took Greyta's life. I made sure he suffered little by little. Watching me hurt Freya and him watching without being able to do anything. The same thing I used to feel every day when I saw Greyta who was depressed. And in the end, chose to commit suicide.
Before meeting Theo, I looked back at Freya who was still fast asleep. What would Theo do if I told him that I had fucked her even though he rejected it many times? He would go crazy.
I grinned.
"This is just the beginning. I'll make sure he suffers like I did. And before my revenge is avenged, you will be my prisoner, Freya," I whispered, "if you feel this is unfair, then blame the fate that made you live as the sister of a murderer."
I left Freya still asleep in the room and went out to meet Theo. That bastard ... what should I do to stop him from coming to this house and trying to see Freya?
I groaned in annoyance as I opened the door and was immediately confronted by Theo's face. The fact that I wanted to kill every time I saw it. My hands clench into fists. Anger always explodes whenever I'm confronted with him. My hatred was getting bigger by the day.
"Look, who's the bastard who dared to come into this house? Do you want to see your little sister?" I asked in a mocking tone. And he immediately threw a glare at me.
"You hurt her again?!"
I shrugged. "What kind of hurt? There are many kinds of hurt that I can giveー"
"You!" My words were cut short because Theo had grabbed me by the collar with his eyes glaring. "If you dare to hurt her again, I swear I'll kill you, you bastard."
I chuckled. "The same thing I've always wanted to do," I said, "killing you is my ultimate goal."
"Then do it! Stay away from Freya and you're free to do anything to me. She's done nothing wrong!" he snapped. He was pushing me so hard that my back hit the door.
I calmly straightened my clothes. Standing proudly, with my gaze fixed on him. "Can you do it?
"What?"
"Death. And I will free Freya."
"Yes. I will" His voice was firm and full of determination. "So let Freya go nowー akh!"
He squealed in surprise as I threw a hard fist at his face. It made the corner of his lip bleed. I can't stand his attitude that's so annoying.
His words, expression, and concern made me even more fed up, and wanted to continue hurting Freya. Making sure he wouldn't act arrogant in front of me. Showing off the love of a big brother to his little sister. The thing I used to have, but now it's gone because of him.
I delivered my second punch and he groaned in pain. He fell to the floor and I kicked his body until he drooped helplessly.
"Should I break this one hand of yours? The damn hand that touched my sister," I hissed. I stomped his foot so hard that he screamed in pain.
"Akh!"
"Stop screaming," I grumbled. "You want Freya to hear your voice and come here?"
I smiled with satisfaction as he clenched his mouth shut. Enduring all his pain without making a sound. I kick his body one last time. And he squealed in pain. He didn't even put up a fight and just took it.
"Look, even if I do this, it doesn't mean I'm going to let her go," I said as I stared intently at him. He blinked, looking surprised.
"Just leave her. Please..."
I smirked. "I won't let her go until she suffers to the point where she feels her life is no longer worth living and chooses to kill herself. How? Doesn't that sound just like what you did to my sister?!"
"She didn't do anything wrong! Please let her go..." He shuffled at my feet, pleading with his pitiable face. And once again, I kicked him so hard that he fell backward. Seemingly whimpering in pain.
"You guys really make me sick. One is naive and the other is an asshole. Is that the strength of your family?" I squatted in front of him. Looking up at him with a smile. "Do you know that your sister is good in bed? She always opens her legs for me like a whore. Moaning every time I fuck her even though she struggles to be released. Satisfierー"
"Fuck!" My voice was cut off. Theo suddenly jumped on me, crushing my body and beating my face repeatedly. He continued to do so while swearing his face red with anger. "Asshole! Fucking bastard! I'll kill you!"
I coughed. Tried to grab his collar. Blocking his punches with my arms. But the next thing I knew, a guard came and pulled Theo off me. Holding both his arms as he tried to reach out to beat me again.
"Shit." I wiped the corner of my bleeding lip. I didn't take it well and hit him back until he fell limp.
He groaned in pain. His eyes lit up sharply as he looked at me.
"You ... I hope you suffer in hell and regret everything you've done!" he shouted.