Salem_Goodness_20

"Hey get back here!" 

"Where the hell is she?" I heard loud voices screaming outside the mansion and I got dressed Immediately wearing a blue shirt and black jeans. 

"What in the world-" a blow landed on my jaw, I stumbled backwards grabbing my bruised jaw. That was one heavy blow.

"Tell me where is she?" the girl asked. "where is Jazlyn?"

"Who the hell are you and how did you get in?." I growled out. I was still yet to recover from the injury Jazlyn caused on my face and now this one, this girl could really punch why am I surrounded by crazy women.

"My name is Aimee bitch!. Now tell me where did you keep my friend. Where's Jazlyn?" she demanded. Ohhh Aimee shing Jazlyn friend.

"I don't know and how did you get in?" I asked again rubbing my sore jaw, I am sure there will be bruises. Aimee folded her hands looking away nervously.

"I damaged the gates." she replied quite embarrassed.

"With what?" 

"My car dumb ass!" she snapped.

"Don't ever in your life call me that understand." I threaten her making my voice much deeper than usual, she trembled a little under my touch I smirked.

"Where is Jazlyn?" she asked in a small voice.

"She is fine." I ended the conversation and left.

"But she..." I spinned so fast grabbed her by the neck.

"I suggest you keep your mouth shut I am in no mood for a chitchat understand." she quickly nod looking away and I let go of her neck.

"Sir you have visitors." my butler called.

"Who?" I snarled.

"Genevieve Julio." I froze my heart thumped so fast that it became hard to stand. The quade what are they doing here...

Possessing krinshing de morte

"Jazlyn's parents could not get rid of her after performing various deadly rituals and disturbing acts so they opt for a final torture hoping to bring pain into Jazlyn's life."

"What do you mean Tarma, I am not making any sense out of what you are saying, please be clear."

"Yes Tarma, not every one of us has the kind of your brain." Carly said.

"What?" I exclaimed, immortality was s rare only a few are gifted with it.

"She is the answer to the riddle the people of Roseville could not say."

"Possessing Krishing de morte." Tarma said.

"What is that, never heard of it." Carly voiced out."

"How did you know this, I thought you were just researching the countess." I asked Tarma and she smiled. "Ahhh- someone has been sneaky"

"Sorry  I can't help it, books are my calling." Tarma shrugged.

Ch88: Trapped, setup