His Revenge

POV Alejandro

I didn't like having to leave her today, but when my men said they had found him, I had to go meet him. If he was the one who hurt her, I would make sure he paid in his blood. As the limousine pulled up into his driveway, my men were posted outside standing watch. Pedro had already paid off his neighbor and the man was happy to leave for the weekend.

As I exited the car and walked up the broken walkway and into the shabby house, a thought occurred: she used to live there. She frequented this walkway, walked in these doors, sat on this run down furniture, and it broke my heart. I walked past pictures on the wall that hung of a beautiful young Katarina and proceeded to the basement. He was tied to a chair, his body slumped over as he had been severely beaten by my men. I grabbed a chair and straddled it, facing him.

" So you haven't followed my rules, Mister Tomas. That alone infuriates me fiercely, but it's not the real reason that I am here."

He lifted his head, his eyes