DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEW"Good evening, everyone, my name is Mia, and I am your news anchor for today. Last week, the newly sworn-in president of the United States of America promised that among his first hundred acts in office, the very first at the top of his list would be cleaning up the federal government agencies of corruption. Five minutes ago, we received news from the white house press secretary that a list of names has been released. With this list of names comes video and audio evidence tying these names to the scene of the crime. The list of names will be read out now, We advise that you prepare yourselves; these names will shock you.These are the people involved in the most heinous sex trafficking acts in our country's history, You must be informed that a lot of children were also involved in these crimes as well, some of them ranging from the ages of two tive and thirteen. The names are;Senator Jonathan RichmondGovernor of Chicago, Alexander PopeNew York socialite and
SABINE'S POINT OF VIEWThe next clip came rolling in. It was a video of a child, a young blue-eyed girl who could not have been more than seven at the time this video was made. Her eyes were filled with tears as she whimpered, her neck had an angry red bruise on it, as she shuddered, probably from cold, and the fact that she was clad in a small, sleeveless white dress"Smile, you brat. You want me to use my whip again?" The distorted male voice at the other end said, his voice harsh, curt, and leaving no room for disobedience. She smiled hesitantly, her tear-stained cheek stretching with discomfort as she hugged herself, probably in an attempt to shield herself from the prying eyes of the long line of men on the other side of the room in the video as they stared at her. Their sick gazes on the choker around her neck, leading to a chain"How much is she going for?" One of the men said, his accent distinct, unfamiliar as he raised his finger, not taking his eyes off the poor child cryin
SABINE'S POINT OF VIEWAnother woman appeared on the screen; this time, it was not a police officer, but a nurse from a nearby hospital. I remembered her from the last time I had suffered a knee injury; she was the nurse attending to me, even after Alvarez warned her against it. She stood in beside the reporter, Landon, a huge black sign in her hands with the words,'FILTHY PEADOFILT!" on them, her angry eyes staring back at the camera as she said"I always knew something was off about him! He always hung around little girls, and I noticed those little girls would go missing as soon as he had any form of contact with them. I have a relative in the station he works at, and he swears that Matthew, sorry, Alvarez," she says with a scoff, her baffled expression almost comical, if the kind of news she was reporting was not so harrowing"He came to the hospital I work at, a little girl on his arm as he carried her inside, her knee had a huge wound on it from her dancing ballet. I remember
MARIA'S POINT OF VIEWI could not sit still, I could barely breathe, it felt like there was a noose around my neck as I sat here, in the living room beside Sabine, staring at the television screen as several reports were made about the one man I have known all my life as the monster he really was, the world world just found out about the evil I have lived with all my life, the pain, the trauma, the suffering I have endured all my life.The light from the large television bathed the room in a soft glow, and the flashes from the camera as different clips were rolled in made the living room look as though it were in danger of being attacked. I do not want to sit here, I do not want to watch the horror I have lived in displayed on the news with reporters that probably felt nothing, that had no idea of the torment it was that came with knowing a man like Alvarez.I do not think I would be truly ready to explain just what I have gone through, but I could not move away, could not bring mysel
AURORA'S POINT OF VIEWI stared at the television, the news of the start of the downfall of the man my husband called his best friend, his brother, his kin stared me in the face. The glow from the television cast the room in an eerie glow as we all stared, some seated, some standing, each of us having suffered one way or another from the evil ways of this man.One had lost a husband, a friend. I might not have loved him as much as I do Daniel, but I respected him. He loved me with all he had, not caring about the fact that I could not reciprocate his feelings, he stood by me, fought his band of misogynist men who hounded me to give him another child, a male preferably, barely weeks after I had my daughter. He was ready to leave his inheritance, his birthright, for me. I will always remember him, till my dying breath.Another lost the childhood she could have lived in, the love, the parental support, the care she would have gotten had this madness not ensued. My precious daughter, the
SABINE'S POINT OF VIEWI watched as the weight of what had just happened settled in each and every one of us. It was fucking glorious, the way it was all revealed, the aftermarth would be even better. I got up and walked over to my husband as he paced the living room, his long legs moving back and forth, with his hand on his chin. He was clearly deep in thought; perhaps he was thinking of another way to ruin Alvarez.We all are.Getting to him, I pulled my hand out with an expectant gaze. He looked at me in confusion, before he handed me a black card, his name plated on it in gold print.I stared at the card with an exasperated expression as I sighed. He smiled, his gaze unsure as he whispered, "What? You want another one?" He went for his pocket again, but I just shook my head as I hid the card away in the pocket of my shirt."No, this is not what I wanted, but I will keep it...for supervision," I said, lying through my teeth. I would wreck the card with my newfound shopaholic skills
DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEWThe next video came up. It was another video. This time it was of a man, his blonde hair looked like he had run his hands through it in a mix of anger and frustration, as he gritted his teeth. His red face displayed his anger. The caption in the video read "I USED TO WORK WITH ALVAREZ IN THE FORCE BEFORE I GOT TRANSFERRED TO ANOTHER STATION IN A DIFFERENT STATE"He tries to position his phone in the video as he starts to vent, the camera shaking at different times. and sometimes at an odd angle"I ALWAYS KNEW SOMETHING WAS UP WITH THAT SON OF A BITCH! CALL ME WEIRD, BUT I JUST KNEW, IT WAS FROM HIS BODY LANGUAGE, THE WAY HE SPOKE. EVERY SINGLE EVENT, PARTY WE ATTENDED WHILE I SHADOWED HIM AS A JUNIOR, HE WOULD MAKE SEVERAL REMARKS ABOUT CHILDREN, ABOUT WOMEN. HE ALWAYS SPOKE ABOUT SELLING THEM, ABOUT GOING BACK TO THE TIMES WHEN WOMEN WERE MADE TO SERVE MEN. I KNEW SOMETHING WAS OFF ABOUT HIM FROM THE START. HOWEVER, NO ONE EVER BELIEVED ME! Everyone always th
DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEWStanding there, I watch as the SWAT team, dressed in their uniform, kick down the door of the house, completely ripping it off its hinges."POLICE! HANDS ABOVE YOUR HEAD! STAY STILL OR WE WILL SHOOT!" yelled one of the officers, probably the captain, as they moved with a fierceness, the cameras moving in on the kitchen, but no one was there. All that could be seen was a first aid kit and some blood-stained tissuesThey moved further into the house, covering every other else till they got to the bedroom. The small room, the last place they needed to check, the one place the motherfucker was, because he had no choice. He would not, would not move.Maria's drugs had made sure of thatThe son of a bitch lay lifeless on the bed, his eyes closed shut, as his body lay still, his mind olivious to the shitstorm I have weathered in his life."Police! Do not move, hands above your head!" An officer yelledThe foolHe obviously cannot move, you idiot! I yelled in my mind as
DOMINIC'S POINT I cannot breathe. It feels impossible to breathe without her, the world seems to have lost all its color as I realise one truthMy wife has been taken, I have no idea where she could be, and she is pregnant with our child. This is all my fault, if I had not spoken to her the way I did, If I just kept my fucking mouth shut, and had let things flow smoothly, she would still be with me, here, safe in my arms, instead I pushed her into the arms of the one man that wants to do her more harm than good.Walking back to the mansion after making several rounds and still not seeing any trace of my wife, I am met with the disappointed glares of Raohael, Aurora, and Daniel as they stood together, their eyes hard on me.I do not blame them"This is your fault, if you were not such a fucking coward, if you had just for once listened to your wife, and celebrated the good news with her, she would be here right now. I would not have lost my baby, barely two weeks after I finally found
DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEWI am pregnantHer words hit me like a wave, a fucking heavy one with the impact a tsunami would have on a city as my heart stopped, the smile on my face vanished.I am pregnantHer happy words keeps playing in my mind, like a broken record as I try to put it out, try to imagine that this is some kind of nightmare, some kind of sick joke, but for some reason, I have a feeling it is the truth, that her tone of voice as it was bathed in happiness meant that this was not a game, she is not bluffing, this is realTurning back to face her, my expression closed off. I ask her, my voice low, a haunted ring to it, as I try not to focus on the fear that was rising in me. The thought of being thrown out by Alvarez, not too long after my mother had me, the thought of whose sperm caused my creation, the thought of having a child while Alvarez is on the loose, the fear, the danger, the pain that would come with this development.This is not good news, it is a fucking hazard
SABINE'S POINT OF VIEWThe reality of it hit me square in the face as I stood in the bathroom, my mother and Valeria standing in front of me, while one looks excited, elated, and beyond joyful, the other looks worried, calculative, her expression somewhat closed off as she stares at my belly.Suddenly, the fear grips me tightly, making me shudder as I sit on the stool by the wash basin, resting myself before I faint, as a dizziness washes over me with a swiftness."What is it?" My mother and Vakeria ask, their tone filled with worry as they reach for me, their hands stretched out to rub my back gently, soothing me as I massage my scalp"Nothing, I just feel a mix of emotions right now," I say, fighting the need to suddenly start sobbing in front of them."Oh, honey? you want to talk about it?" My mother says as she massages my scalp instead, placing my hands on my thighs before her palms dig into my hair, softly rubbing it as she massages it tenderly, making the sudden headache disapp
SABINE'S POINT OF VIEWIt feels like I had just been sucker punched in the gut, as I watch the news reels. The words coming out of the mouth of the reporter went over my head as I tried to be delusional, tried to tell myself that the news was false, that this was April Fool's Day, even though we are in May, even though this was too serious to report as fake news.I stand on wobbly legs as I try not to collapse; this was no part of the plan.Alvarez was supposed to suffer for a few days, or weeks, all on our terms, as he suffers humiliation from everyone in the world, as the system we manipulated works in our favour, completely shitting on the fucker's head, untill we had our fill, and had him flown in here, where he would be executed, and I would have his head shipped to Spain, a sigh of warning to the fuckers there that dared to sit on my throne!The video from earlier was still haunting, the truth of it scaring me as I replayed the mirror in my mind. Alvarez was off the grid.Shit!
DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEWI handed the box to her as she sat on my lap, her eyes wide in shock as she turned to me, her mouth agape"It's ready? So soon," She says as she opens the box, unclapsing the lock, and gasping as she beholds the jewelry set in the box."I told you I can get anything done; all they need is the right motivation. My name usually works well for that."I reply, a smile on my face, as she lifts the diamond-encrusted piece"Place it on me," She says, handing me the jewelry"It looks so good," She says excitedly as the cold jewels rest on her chest, making her shiver involuntarily"It looks beautiful on you, baby." Kissing the back of her neck, I smile against her skin as her usual mango scent fills my nostrils again, reminding me of the delicious scent I am obsessed with.She picks up the bracelet beside it, the thin, dainty jewelry made of pure gold, which will fit perfectly on her wrist, because I already warned that old geezer at the store that it should, or he will
ALVAREZ'S POINT OF VIEWThe van moved smoothly, the tyres gliding against the sandy ground without any hindrance. I sit in thet damn orange jumpsuit, my hands and feet chained as I stared the window, pretending I am not at alert. The three guards in front of me were not my men. I know every single man I hire to work for me, whether someone else gives him the job or not, I am still on top of things.Nothing could get past me."Hang tight, we are going deeper into the desert," The driver says, and I see Antonio look to another one of our men, the latter looked at him, his hand on his gun, as he waited for the signal to go ahead.It is the perfect time; the other vans behind us better be filled with our men as well, or it will be Antonio's head as I chop it off.Suddenly, it felt like time had slowed down, as every atom of the universe shrank, and everything seemed to move too slowly as I watched secretly from the corner of my eyes, waiting for all hell to break loose in this bitch.Afte
ALVAREZ'S POINT OF VIEWA few days ago, I could make any command with a glare. I ruled my kingdom with an iron fist, my word was law, and people feared me. Now, here I am, in a fucking cage filled with rats, little food, and a fucking police officer on watch duty.How has the world changed?Fuck no!I will not be staying here for so long, I will get out of here and make them all pay. Raining down my hell on the world would be one thing I will do, even if I have to die in the process. First, that whore, Maria will get what's coming to her. I will make sure to kill that bitch in the most excruiciating way possible, that will teach her to a lesson on how to be the good dog I trained her to be. Then, that fucking attorney general, his death will be glorious as I hang his dead body after torture, and lots of gunshots, in the front of his house, placing him as a spectacle for the world to see as the pig he really is.The world is evil, the people make up the evil in the world, but here the
ALVAREZ'S POINT OF VIEWThey led me out to another room, the damn interrogation room. A few minutes after I was made to sit on the steel chair, the door to the other end opened again to reveal the last person I thought I would see.The attorney general of the fucking country!The bald-headed man in his early thirties walked to the chair on the other side of the table, his sleek black shit sharp, and pristine as he sat, his icy stare on me as his eyes narrowed. "Sir, these are the files you asked for," Iris says as she hands him a thick folder filled with different documents"I take it these are the documents found in his house?" He asked, his gaze on the documents as he flipped through them."Yes, sir, these are some of them. The rest are being processed as we speak. Our officers are still checking through the house, before it will be officially sealed off," She says, standing at alert by his side"Good," He says before turning to me, a condescending glare on his face. I want to take
ALVAREZ'S POINT OF VIEWI blink rapidly, trying to clear my hazy vision, as the ringing in my ears renders me temporarily deaf. It feels as though I was just waking up from a nightmare that would never end. The feeling of paralysis, as I lay in that damn bed, unable to open my eyes, unable to lift my ficking thumb, unable to move a limb, as every cell in my body felt as though it were on fire. My mouth was dry, numb, and without taste as I tried to feel my tongue.In that moment, the only thing I could truly feel was the pounding of my heart as it felt like it would burst from my chest at any moment from the force with which it beat. "Maria!" I call out, my eyes closed as I try to regain control of my body, it still felt like a fucking sack, unnaturally heavy, and limp as I lost all control of it. The bitch did not answer as I called"Maria!!" I yell again, if she takes longer to come here like the dog she is, I will be cutting something off. She was too slow already, it seemes she n