Chapter 1 The Betrayal

ERNEST MERVYN POINT OF VIEW.

I was brainstorming in my office. Thinking of who the fuck is the person who dared to hurt my sister. I lost it, I could not take it knowing my sister is fucking dead.

The beast inside me demanding to be released on that person who fucking dared to ruin my sister's life.

I was ready to kill.

I was fucking ready to be the monster.

Every time I close my eyes and the picture of my sister hanging from the ceiling kept on flashing in front of me. This shit stressed me out. I felt guilty. Damn me. I should have been with her in her worst breakdown. I should have protected her from her tormentor. But I was not...

She was nowhere.

Undoubtedly, I will avenge her by destroying the person who destroyed her. I will find that person and I would make sure his death won't be that easy.

"Boss?" I heard Bill, the private investigator called me. I looked at him with deadly eyes. He turned around from his seat and he gave a folder to me.

"Well did I give you permission to sit Mr. Bill Park" I am fucking mafia and no one dares to stand in my way. I am a heartless and cruelest person they ever met. Without any second thought, I killed without hesitation. He is such a fool to behave like a fucking friend. I am not his friend and never will be. In fact, I am no one's friend. I am a nightmare for every soul in the whole earth.

I loved his reaction as he gulped down his own saliva and stood up immediately.

"I am sorry," He said as he bowed his head in front of me.

I would have killed him right now for his disrespect but, my mind is only occupied with my sister's suicide case. I am missing her desperately.

"Boss?" Again Mr. Bill Park called me.

"This is the file that you asked. It contains all about that person who is responsible for her suicide." He informed and I took it from him.

I had hired him to investigate the case of my sister's suicide. Well, He is one of the brilliant private investigators in the mafia world. He is trustworthy too and the information provided by him can not be wrong in any case.

I opened the folder and started to read about the case written in the file. The storming and uncontrollable wrath were building inside me as I read another page. I couldn't believe my sister was enduring all this shit.

In the mafia world, every ruler used to have lots of enemies and this must be their work to bring me down. I am gonna kill each and every one of fuckers in the most brutal way. I flipped the last paper of the file to see the face of the devil. My eyes full of wrath landed on that person's pretty picture who is responsible for the suicide of my sister.

Wait !! I raised my eyebrows in confusion. Is she.... . . ..

"I see Mr. Park you don't love your existence. Do you see hell or what?" I growled meanwhile, sending death glare to him.

"I do love my existence boss. But I am really afraid to conclude that she is the sole responsible for your sister's death. I re-checked everything again and again in this case." He replied.

"I hope, you are still my trustworthy investigator otherwise you know the consequences. Lying is a serious crime in the mafia world and you know very well how much I love torture to liars." I said calmly while caressing my gun without breaking the eye contact.

"S-sure B-boss. Without proof, I would not be taking the risk of my losing my life." He said. Oh, so this fucker has proof too.

I am controlling my anger very hard not to shoot the brain out of his shitty head.

"Where is the proof?" I have to ensure whatever the proof is genuine or not before considering it.

"Here, This Pendrive will clear all of your doubts." He said. How dare he talk me like this. I swear if I got to know that the proof is fake, I will decorate his body with hundreds of spikes.

I took the pen drive and inserted it in my laptop. I couldn't believe whatever the hell was going in the video. How could she?.

NO

A BIG NO. This video could not be genuine.

I called one of my best men from the IT department.

"I want you in my office right now." With this, I disconnected the call.

A few moments later, I heard a knock on my office door. It must be him.

"Come in" I yelled.

"Yes boss, you called me." He said and bowed his head in front of me.

" I want you to check this video and inform me whether it is genuine or not"

"Sure Boss." I don't know why but I wanted him to inform me that the video is fake. I wanted the video to be fake. She couldn't do this. She couldn't betray us.

He obeyed. He watched the video and god knows what he typed in the laptop.

"Boss, This video is genuine." He said. These words crushed my heart unknowingly.

"Are you sure?" I could not fucking believe my own ears.

"Yes, Boss." He replied.

"Okay, you both may go now. Mr. Park, the money has been already transferred to your account."This bastard was right. She betrayed us.

I leaned my head on the back of my chair and closed my eyes.

It's a shame that the very person who you protect is the first one to turn their back on you. The thorn from the bush one has planted, nourished, and pruned pricks more deeply and draws more blood.

To me the thing that is worse than death is betrayal and she betrayed us.

She fucking betrayed me.

Well, lovelies ❤ Who is "she" here? Any guess...

Do betrayers feel guilty? Have you ever got betrayal?

At last, Please share your views, It will motivate me to write more.