One Night With The Billionaire

“I will interrogate the assassin that was captured. But the police have with them, the other one shot. I hope they get his statement before he dies. But for now, nothing yet”

He would so much torture the rascal that he would prefer death to life. He would make him cough out the truth except he is not surnamed Hudson.

The two brothers ended their conversation and Jace sighed audibly. He went to take a bath for the third time that night, if perhaps, he would be able to get some sleep.

Next morning, before dawn, his bodyguard called him and told him the scoundrel was awake. He got his robe on and used the underground pathway to slide into the basement.

His bodyguards surrounded him and the light was turned on. He saw the haggard looking man, his face with patches of dried blood, glaring at him with hostility.

No matter what happened, they had sworn the oath of secrecy, he would rather die than expose the identity of their clients. Nothing on earth is going to make him spill the beans.

Jace Hudson glared at him with a poker face. The hatred and the pain of seeing Arianna on that stretcher wheeled out of the theatre was burning in him and almost erupting like a volcano.

Then Clara’s death. He didn’t know if her death was natural or it was orchestrated by them. All he knew was that her death was also around the time he received those threats.

Jace got a hair and sat down. He had the culprit brought closer to him as he took a sharp jackknife and raised his chin up. He glared into his eyes and thundered “Tell him all I want to hear”

The scoundrel grinned wickedly and chuckled aloud. If it was easy to ask him a simple question and get answers, he possibly would have confessed to his bodyguards the previous evening.

He was manhandled and tortured until he passed out. He would rather die than expose his client’s Identity.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Eduardo sent a message to Jace’s phone. ‘he would confess. I have his wife and daughter with me’

When Jace received the text, it was his turn to hived a smile. He glared at the assassin and smiled, long and provocatively.

“Will you talk or I should make you talk?” Jace demanded, slashing the knife on his chin. Blood gushed out and the assassin shivered in pain.

“Kill me if you like, or hand me over to the police if you choose. But if you think I will say a word, then you must be a fool” the assassin declared.

“Get me a plier” Jace instructed and one of the bodyguards was gone. He glared at the man and said “If you don’t die here, you will be jailed. So it’s better you cough out the name you are trying to protect” Jace Hudson declared.

“I will not say a thing. You should have died a long time ago. But she kept coming in between. Now, she got shot instead. This is the second time she saved your life, her kindness is her destruction but to your advantage.

I was going to shot you, my men were already afar, waiting for my signa to finish you off while your senseless bodyguards were busy, distracted with hitting and beating me up as a thief

But like yesterday, she saved you by interfering with the bodyguards that were hitting me, mistaking me for an old man.

Her compassion became a hindrance and I couldn’t give a go ahead, so she doesn’t get hurt. And guess what, she offered me $20 to get myself whatever I want. I guess and I know that was her last money because I saw her standing for a long time, unable to board a cap until someone came around and offered her a lift.

And yesterday, I warned her to leave but she was arguing with me and asking me why she would leave. She didn’t recognise me as the man she gave $20 to sometimes ago, because I wasn’t wearing a costume that made me look older.

If I knew she would come in between, I wouldn’t have warned her when I sighted her. But her past kindness actually saved you, you stupid arrogant brat..” the assassin cursed.

Jace glared at the man with bloodshot eyes. He remembered that day, he met Arianna for the second time, at least that’s what he presumed then. He even called her an attention seeker and warned her not to come anywhere around him again.

Oh gosh! She had been saving him and he didn’t know, he didn’t appreciate it but rather caused her pain and abused her. And said horrible words to her, humiliating her.

The bodyguards exchanged glances at each other. They knew the boss was going to deal with them when they were over with the assassin. They all remembered that day.

They glared at the man and wondered if he truly was the old man that day. He allowed himself to be beaten so hard just to execute a plan? Then Arianna Jason intervened and got even with the bodyguard who was hitting him.

To what extent can people go to execute a wicked act? Such a put up act. If Jace Hudson was actually shot and died that day, no one would ever think along that line that the common thief who was beaten was the mastermind.

“The plier is here” one of the bodyguards said, bowing slightly before the boss. Jace’s Hudson’s eyes were spitting fire.

“Take a hammer along with the plier and pull out four of his teeth” Jace ordered. The assassin glared at Jace with a hostile gaze, his heart almost flew away from his chest.

But he didn’t bulge. He doesn’t mind losing a few teeth so as to keep his secret. Two bodyguards walked forward and held him down, one of them forced his mouth open and the fourth came forward, he placed the plier on a tooth and started hitting the root of it, causing him to bleed badly.

The strong hearted assassin was wriggling in pain but wouldn’t say anything. His mouth was gushing with blood when the first tooth was removed. His eyes had gone reddened and when he saw them place the tooth next to his feet and wanted to begin with the next one, he said :