CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

ARIEL'S POV

After making sure that Jason was asleep I turned to face Leo.

We had arrived from the kindergarten not too long ago and the whole evening has been very silent, no one talked, before, during or even after dinner.

Closing the door gently behind me, Leo and I went to the balcony each holding a glass filled with wine in our hands.

"So you told him?" Leo asked in a low voice, overlooking the city before us, "You should know me better than that Leo, he did it for whatever reason that was pinching him in the ass." I replied with a deep chuckle while swirling my glass around, my eyes tracing the wine as it followed about.

"But I'm indeed grateful for him stepping in, at least those people won't mess with Jason ever again." I stated remembering the bruise that was on Jason's knee, that goddamn guard, I thought squeezing my glass tight, causing a crack to form.

"Ariel, you should learn how to control your emotions, you almost lost it out there." Leo lectured while I rolled my eyes trying to hide my anger.

"The reason why I joined this shitty business in the first place is to be able to provide and protect my son and as a foreigner it is the only option I had, don't judge me, if I lose Jason I lose myself too." I explained full of a lot emotions within me, the thought of losing Jason alone made me shudder in fear.

"I'm sure you know the rules of the organisation, don't let the kid influence you, there is always the adoption option." Leo said successfully triggering my anger.

"Didn't you hear all I just said now or are you deaf!! You don't have a loved one, and the fact that you can't love doesn't mean others should face the same fate!" I yelled out not caring if I hurt my friend's feelings.

At the moment, I too was hurt, how could he even think about giving Jason up for Adoption, was he thinking because of some stinky organisation I'll give my son up? He must be joking.

"Ariel, where are you going for Pete's sake? Don't go do something stupid." Leo called out to me but I was having none of it as I geared up, who did the asshole think he is anyways? I wondered fuming with rage.

"I have some unfinished business, don't you dare try to do anything to Jason while I'm gone or I swear I'll never forgive you." With that I stormed off slamming the door shut behind me.

If what I saw in cartoons were real, smokes would have been coming out of all my facial holes by now.

This time around, I didn't take my car since it was a special clean up mission, a mission i assigned to myself.

I hailed a cab and got in, making sure my face is well covered, I would not want any leak now do I?

"It's okay here, thank you." I stopped the driver paid for my fare and got down.

In front of me, is the estate that the Clinton's lived, the family that Is responsible for my Jason getting a bruise.

They will fucking pay, I'll make sure of it.

I sneaked my way stealthily into the estate and walked up to their house, it is nightfall already and with the black cloth i was wearing no one could see me, not even camera's, well except if they have a heat wave detector.

Scaling the high fence, I climbed their building before finally infiltrating the house through an open window, assholes.

My first target isn't the Clintons, as I looked at guards one by one searching for that particular bodyguard hoping to see him.

But by the time I got to the living area, still no sign of him.

Making up my mind, I immediately slipped into the couple's bedroom glancing over at the wife lightly.

She was arrogant alright, but did not issue the attack, but as for her husband.

I smirked dipping my hands into my pocket and bringing out a handful of pins.

Without any delay, I inserted the pins on the man's vital parts, I am not cruel enough to make a little child like Camille fatherless, no no no, that's just being way too heartless.

The poison laced on this needles will just make one have a heart attack and slip into coma, and Mr Clinton's had a special gift attached, by the time he is out of coma, he won't be able to get his little thing up again.

In other words, he won't be able to have children ever again, I was done with inserting the needles, and surprisingly throughout the process, neither the husband nor the wife woke up, as expected of such pig looking people, i hope i never cross parts with them again!!

Tiptoeing outside the room, I went round the house one more time in search of that bodyguard but still couldn't find him.

According to my research, most of the bodyguards here live in with the Clintons, why can't I find the fucking bastard then.

After searching for a while, I decided to give up, so I don't end up getting caught.

On my way outside, I spotted a familiar figure at the entrance, and I felt delighted to see him, it is the bodyguard.

Trying to be stealth as possible so I won't attract his co workers, I jumped on him and twisted his neck backwards causing him to cry for help due to the pain.

Not to worry your horses, I didn't kill him, it's just a painful way of knocking opponents out.

I knew if I waited any longer, the man's earlier cry for help will make people want to see what happened, so like that, i carried his huge sweaty body and threw him over my shoulder.

"Argh! What the hell is that?!" The body guard woke up screaming in pain as I just threw boiling hot water on him.

"Your voice makes my ear hurt." I snorted, announcing my presence.

"Who are you and what do you want? Do you think that the Clinton's will let you off easily?" He threatened with traces of fear in his voice, this always happens to the best of them.

They start by yelling their lungs out, threatening me, trying to bribe their way of of their hand-made misfortune and start crying.

As expected, when he saw that I was not moved by the Clinton's he made another offer, "Just let me go, I'll pay double the amount of whoever hired you." He begged desperately.

"Now which hand was it?" I muttered to myself trying to figure out which hand he had used to force Jason to the ground, what's the use, I'm still going to break every joint in his body anyways, so why not just start with any.

Not withholding my strength, I stepped on his right arm, the sounds of bones cracking rang through out the abandoned warehouse and the bodyguard's shrill scream follow.

"What do you want? I promise I'll give you, just let me go." He pleaded as his eyes were red and beads of sweats were on his forehead.

"I want you dead." I said with a cold sharp gaze piercing through him like I was trying to see him through.

Hearing my request he gulped nervously, "I'm sure there is a better way to solve this than using violence." He tried to be rational but I was having none of it.

"You hurt my son, there is no other way." As I finished my sentence I noticed an iron bat swinging my direction and immediately dodged.

"Bitch." I cursed grabbing his good arm squeezing it till I here his bones shift, that'll teach him a lesson.

"You can't do this." He said with wavering gaze as he saw me going towards his legs.

"I already did." Jumping on his two knees at once.

THE NEXT MORNING

The news rang out with the update of Mr Clinton landing in a coma, and the next thing that followed is the news of his company bankruptcy, all his properties were seized by the bank and his wife and child were chased out of the house.

"Did you do this?" Leo asked staring at me inquisitively, "I wish." I muttered back a response, thanking whoever is black hearted enough to ruin a family life.

Little did I know that my little angel of a son is behind it all.

"Is Jason alright? He hasn't asked me questions about what Vincent said yesterday, I'm starting to get worried." I voiced out, today is a weekend and the kindergarten took the children on some sort of trip that is impromptu.

"He'll be fine Ariel, he's stronger than you think." Leo comforted, and before I knew what is going on, he dropped his drink on the center table and started leaning close to me, eliminating the distance between us.

When I realized he wanted to kiss me, I placed my hand on his chest, "I'm sorry Leo, I don't see you that way." I immediately apologized, I only saw him as an elder brother but there is no way I'm saying that, it'll only hurt more.

Without a word, he stood up and left making me feel slightly bad, I hope he understands, even if I wanted to be in a relationship, I have more than every reason to be with my child's father, wait, what the fuck! Why the hell did I think about Vincent? I must be sick.

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After Leo stood up, he went to the balcony and took a sip from his wine before making a phone call, his order simple and straight, "Bring the boy back."

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