All Chapters of To Put A Leash On The Master: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Hunter's POV

/ HUNTER /The explosion reduced our once deluxe mansion to a dwelling of ashes and crumbling debris, remnants crunching beneath my boots as I step into the wreckage.I pause in the center of the blackened hall and look around, noting how much the fire ravaged the building to the point it nearly brought it to the ground. Chalk outlines on the floor mark spots where the bodies—now removed—once lay. And everything that once furnished the hall—chairs, tables, and many others—is gone, likely burnt beyond recognition and taken away for speculation. The same fate probably befell every other property in the mansion. I look around for Zavere. He is nowhere. Maybe I have not been searching the right places for a good leash to hold the man down. He’s always onto something silly whenever his alter ego surfaces.Crouching down, I use my index to wipe a spot on the soot-covered floor, that is when Zavere, ever so casual, crosses the hall threshold, his face twisting in mock annoyance.“I kept rin

One... Two... Three, Poof!

/ X /I got it; the signal. It smelt good too. Excitement. Blood rage—though not so strong—like that of a Preyer longing to be fed.He’s pouncing on them right now. God, I hope there are many; like back at the mansion. It’s tastier when he’s going from person to person, hurling them to walls and stuff. And their collective screams of horror tingling in the ears in a pleasurable way.I’m rather met with disappointment, however. It’s just dear old Magen looking at the Madman like she’s never seen a ghost in all her seventy-something years of life.She’s slowly backing away from him, her wrinkled and frail hands clutching the edges of her apron. Hunter cracks his neck before his eye begins to gleam with the predatory instinct of a being who has toyed with death way too much. Actually, death isn’t the only thing he’s toyed with. He’s done the same for people’s lives. Hell too, twirling its fires around his fingers like they were his hair strands. And at moments like this, he always had

Crazy Illusions...

/ HEIDI /It seems to take an eternity for Luivanne’s bike to pull up at the police station. The area is a chaotic swarm of camera flashes, police cars, vans, and people shouting over one another, trying to make their way past the first few steps into the station building. But the cops lining the front do their best to hold them back. The scene reminds me of the day I was removed from my position as CEO, how Dad Griffin made me stand before a hall full of people to deliver the humiliating announcement myself. I had to apologize for failing the public, though I still can’t figure out how not passing a family test had let every other person down. Luivanne, despite the chaos, drapes his jacket over my shoulders. That’s the first kindness a man has shown me in a long time. He must have sensed how frozen I’ve become. And though I didn’t try to show it, I believe my distress got to him.Determined, he pushes through the cluster while guiding me to the front steps where a stern-faced off

...Become Reality

Who would believe me if I told them what I saw? That a man single-handedly slaughtered so many at a time; including trained bodyguards, that he dug out their hearts, then incinerated the mansion to hide the evidence. It makes no sense, just as it makes no sense to report a thing that’ll only complicate me.I shouldn’t have come here. If I’d thought to run instead, I would have made it far from Hunter’s reach. The man in question remains in my line of sight, only now he flexes a triumphant smirk at me. What in God’s name is he? The devil? A grim reaper?I suddenly push up from the chair and make for the door.“Miss Heidi, we’re not done,” the officer calls after me. But I simply throw a dismissive wave and disappear into the corridor.As my hurried paces bounce off the walls, I glance over my shoulder to wash off the lingering feeling of being followed.The pressure overwhelms me sooner and unease seizes my chest. I break into a run.I don’t look back. And I don’t stop until I reach

Zavere

/ X /I do not think I’m missed much these days. Never was anyway. Last night, I returned home after a few more hours of uninteresting events. As it happened, dear ole Papa wanted me out immediately. The old guy didn’t even let me breathe for a second. Jeez!I’m glad he chased me though—if not, I would have missed this LOVELY situation. Ya know what I mean? Like, there’s Heidi. I’m watching her sleeping. But there’s also fear. And there’s suspense.I want to know what she’s seeing; experience the hellhole Hunter tossed her in for myself. But, for stupid unknown reasons, I procrastinate till the girl wakes up.She winces, her face twisting in agony as she sits up on the bed; screaming, her legs bent and arms stretched in front of her.The painful sensation pulsing beneath her skin is unbearable, her palms and knees burning as if greeted by fire. And the more she screams, the more each pulse sends sharp stings through her bones with an intensity that threatens to tear her limbs inside a

Predator & Protector

Zavere is remarkably tender with his actions, occasionally glancing at Heidi’s countenance to check if she shows any signs of discomfort.“It’s how I have this mark across my eye,” he says while adding ointment to the injuries. “Actually, it’s more than just being twins. We are bonded for life.”Heidi huffs in disbelief. Is the man telling some child tale to distract her from the wounds’ pain? If only he knew she doesn’t feel a thing.He notices her skeptical reaction. “I swear. I’m not making this up. If Hunter dies, I die too.”“Okay, now you’re making it up.”Zavere chuckles, and Heidi does too.“I said I’m not.” He starts rolling a gauze around her hands. “Do you think we twinned our right eyes, too?”Heidi’s chuckle dies out in an instant. “I think you both share that dangerously calm aura,” she says almost snappily, causing Zavere to glance up at her. He can sense the animosity leaking from her tone but can’t tell if it’s for Hunter or them both.As he finishes wrapping the hands

Fuck You, Hunter

Zavere turns away from Heidi. “You should wash up,” he mutters as he heads toward me. My bad, the elevator. “I’ll go get you food. You had nothing to eat last night.”I move out of the way as he reaches to press his thumb on the fingerprint device. Then he waits for it to open. When it does and he’s about to step in, Heidi’s voice brings him to a halt.“Wait!” She quickly wipes her tears and clears her throat. “Can I have whatever I want?”Zavere nods.“Then I’d like spaghetti with sesame oil, and I love to take alcohol after every meal.”The Luciferic Lad doesn’t look like he intends to answer. He’s just staring at Heidi, and I’m standing near him, taking in what Heidi had seen from close range earlier.She’s right, the man is good-looking—also scarily handsome, I must admit. And his resting face looks more terrifying than Satan’s fuming expression. The girl doesn’t even seem afraid of it. Or is she used to him now?It makes me wonder why they keep staring at times when they should b

Heidi Died

/ HUNTER /“The review rating for White Group is plummeting. The company is on the verge of collapsing. Something has to be done before that happens.”Silence. I’m twirling a pen between my fingers.“Mr. White?”More silence. The brief session with Heidi hours ago still plays on my mind—when I finally got to hold her after months of longing. It’s a pity it was not in the right circumstances though.I had drawn close to her; inch by inch, anticipating the moment when our lips would magnet. The urge to take her then and there kicked in. But the girl was fragile; too weak to handle my lust. I would exhaust her if I were to start, so I put her to sleep before flying her back to Alloy City.“Mr. White.”My eyes flicker to the Lawyer sitting across from me. The latter, looking dapper, narrows his eyes at me.“What were you saying?” I mutter.“I just explained how you might go bankrupt at this very minute.”My brows crease, then perk up as I register the Lawyer’s words. Sarcasm—that is his me

The Biggest Red Flag

/ HEIDI /I’m not sure.Maybe it was ten minutes ago when the world paused and all that surrounded me started to scream numb and calm.I blink as I imagine the elastics I’m stretching to save myself. To save the damn fucking world that cares less for me. To rid my conscience of this evil shared by a relative vile—one a thing, the other a bloody living person.My eyes don’t do justice to what’s in front of me and my head throbs, rendering me this shitty view of the ripples of my dear blinded ceiling.I don’t know where precisely the noises are coming from, but they sound close. They’re fucking here. And I feel it. I smell it.I smell him.An inaudible voice breaks the barrier between my hearing and the clangor that hits it. “It’s the sesame oil—she’s allergic.” But I beg to disagree. It’s the godforsaken amphetamine ruining my sight and my senses.Of all five senses, I’ve always been in ally with smell. But now even that doesn’t work perfectly when there’s the turgid smell of the damn h

Grind Me To Dust

“Get off me then, you lump of muscles.”Those words come without thinking. The pair of scissors is under my pillow and I want to grab it and get my plan over with. But I’m aware of how dangerous it may be.What Hunter wants with me is still unknown. So, if I’m reckless, I might just find out; which, at the moment, I don’t want to.He doesn’t move despite me telling him to. It takes me nearly all the strength I can muster to try and push him away from me. But my frail self with his solid, unmoving figure doesn’t correlate. I only end up exerting myself.“Be warm, then I’ll go,” he says blandly. Is that an order? Like, I find it hard to control little things about my body—where to look and where not to touch. What makes him think I could do so about my temperature?“Why do you care if I am or not?” I retort. And after waiting a few seconds without a response, add, “Actually, you don’t care for anything.”Hunter mumbles, “Nor do you for yourself.” The fuck?“Isn’t that what you want? Wh

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