Freya's eyes was covered in sobs as the engine angrily sped away, it's hums raging like thunder, the tires screeching recklessly as he spinned the steering wheel with every amount of control and anger mixed together.He was literally acting as if he petrol had been poured on his skin. His head was burning hot with anger…Freya couldn't even look at him. Shame was written all over her face as she clutched to her torn shirts, the blood dripping softly from her bruises.Suddenly, the car packed into a corner with a halt. Freya's head tilted forward but Lucas caught her quickly and rested her head on his chest, stroking her hair gently.“You're safe now, my love. Daddy's here now… just tell me what happened…”She could barely speak, and so, he took her home, made dinner for her and bathe her. Thereafter, he pet her to sleep, his eyes wide open all through the night, watching at her like a security.Of course, he was her personal security.The next morning, after much persuasion, she final

Lucas's heart swore with pain as he stood speechless outside the house, watching his suffer in vain.His mind tortured him endless emotions and it was clear to him now that the people he was messing with were not ordinary men.If they could go this far, then they'll do anything. However, he was not a man that easily backed down or accepted defeat.The blaring sound of the ambulance filled the air as he stood in the midst of the chaos, tears escaped his eyelids. He couldn't help but cry. He had been ruined entirely.This was no joke… after having high hopes of success, now everything, in just a twinkling of an eyes is gone, like poof…His legs dropped to the ground as he covered his face in shame. After the forensics had checked the house, they said it was a gas leakage. Lucas was not a fool to believe that shit!They covered it up with gas leakage.After a futile search round the house in search of any evidence left, he found something. It was warning on the wall, written in blood.“B