Healing God's Heir: Abandoned Son-in-law

3. Darius Blackthorn's Cruelty

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"Oh, okay," Aarav replied, feeling stunned for a moment before reluctantly agreeing. He had no choice but to comply, even if he was unwilling to witness the humiliating scene.

"Hehehe, baby! Look, your ex is going to film you having fun with this young master. Aren't you excited?" Darius Blackthorn turned to Isla DeVere, blatantly flirting with her while completely ignoring Aarav's existence.

Aarav's heart sank, the weight of humiliation pressing down on him.

Forced into a situation he never imagined, he struggled to maintain composure, his dignity slipping away piece by piece.

Isla rolled her eyes, amused by the attention from Darius. "Whatever, just get this over with. Make it quick, Aarav, and leave."

As the camera started rolling, Aarav felt a deep sense of shame, playing a part in a scene that tarnished not only his pride but the fragments of his past relationship with Isla.

The world around him blurred as he went through the motions, each second adding to the anguish etched on his face.

"Ahhh, hmmn!" Isla felt excitement, not minding her ex's presence. In fact, his being there added to her excitement, and she experienced an unfamiliar pleasure from her current boyfriend's touch.

"How is it? Are you excited? Come on, speak up!" Darius Blackthorn teased Isla, fondling her enthusiastically as he continued his activities in a doggy-style position.

Aarav could see everything clearly. At first, he felt humiliated seeing his ex with another man, and the fact that it was his archenemy made it even worse.

As he watched for a few minutes, a boiling anger and rage began to well up inside him.

Despite the turmoil, he kept his emotions in check, his face already turning red from all the rage boiling inside him.

He watched them for a whole hour, during which they experimented with various positions and engaged in activities he never thought Isla would ever do.

"Alright, I'm done. Can you keep your promise now?" Aarav asked as he tossed the camera to Darius, who caught it and examined it casually before turning to Aarav.

"Nah, man. Your filming skills are garbage; the video's trash. No money for you," Darius Blackthorn sneered, lounging on the couch, unclothed, and giving Aarav a disdainful look.

"You think this is a joke? Are you mocking me?" Aarav shouted, the humiliation gnawing at him.

"Hahhahaha! Isla, look at this pathetic clown, throwing a tantrum!" Darius Blackthorn laughed, pointing at Aarav. Beside him, Isla, also undressed, regarded him with pure disdain.

"You... don't think I'll just let this slide!" Aarav seethed with anger, his voice cracking with frustration.

"Huh, what can you do... come on, show me!" Darius Blackthorn provocatively gestured toward Aarav with a malicious grin.

"You... Damn it, damn...!" Aarav's anger boiled over, and his body trembled. Scanning the room, he seized a cigarette ashtray and flung it directly at Darius Blackthorn's head.

The ashtray struck Darius Blackthorn, who tumbled backward onto the couch.

"Aarav Veridian, how dare you try to harm Young Master Blackthorn? Do you even know who he is? You're just a pathetic beggar compared to him!" Isla screeched at Aarav, her words cutting like knives.

"Bang...Bang...!" Two deafening gunshots echoed through the room, plunging Aarav into a nightmare of escalating torment.

Darius, smirking, added insult to injury, "You're nothing but a pitiful spectacle, Aarav. This is what you get for thinking you can play in our league."

"Thud!"

"W-what... you... bastar...d...!" Aarav collapsed, having been shot in the chest, with two holes on either side of his chest.

Blood gushed from the wounds as Aarav's vision began to dim, and he couldn't even curse Darius Blackthorn.

"Ohhh, no... nooo, what have you done? Why did you shoot him?" Isla was terrified, seeing Aarav collapse to the ground with blood pouring from his injuries.

She also noticed the gun in Darius Blackthorn's hands, and fear gripped her, worrying that she might get caught up in a murder case that could harm her store's reputation, which she desperately wanted to avoid.

"Don't worry, he's just a nobody. I'll take care of it," Darius Blackthorn assured Isla as she hurriedly dressed, joined by Darius Blackthorn.

After dressing, he called two henchmen into the room.

"Put this guy in a bag and toss him in the river with a heavy stone so the fish can feast today," Darius Blackthorn ordered his four henchmen.

As they picked up Aarav's lifeless body, Darius sneered, "You thought you could get away after trying to hurt me, Aarav? Now you're nothing more than fish food."

Isla, her voice dripping with disdain, added, "Pathetic fool. This is what happens when you dare to disturb those who are far above your pitiful existence."

They picked up Aarav's lifeless body from the ground and placed it in a bag before carrying it out of the room.

"Use the back door to remove that trash body; I don't want you to harm my store's reputation!" Isla yelled at the henchmen before they left.

"Leave them alone, let's have more fun. That guy just spoiled my mood earlier!" Darius Blackthorn commented with a grin as he picked her up and headed to the bathroom to continue their activities.

The henchmen placed the bag in their car's trunk and drove to the outskirts of the city.

They reached a hill, parked the car, and then retrieved Aarav from the trunk, taking him out of the bag.

"Is this spot good, or should we find another one?" one of the henchmen asked, scanning the surroundings on the hill.

"Forget it... just shove him off, and there won't be anything left of him!" Another henchman remarked as he pushed Aarav's body toward the edge of the cliff and let it fall.

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