Page 2 of Severance

“Where Luca is doesn’t concern you,” Stan barks. The corners of his lips slowly curl upward into a sinister grin. “If I were you, I’d be more worried about your boy.”

All color drains from my face as my body stills. Clutching the filthy comforter on the bed, my heart pounds against my rib cage as I stare at Stan.

Kai…

Stan laughs out loud and shakes his head. “He thought he was untouchable with Luca being his father. But blood doesn’t mean shit in this world.” He pauses as his face grows stone cold and his black, dead eyes bore holes into mine. “He’s just as much of a liability as you are now…”

Kai

The wooden door is solid, but I can’t feel my skin as it splits with every thud against the hard surface. Lights inside slowly flicker on as I pound my fist harder on the door. Blood trickles down my arm and drips onto the ground, staining Aliana’s front porch.

Light floods the darkness around me as the porch light above flashes on and the front door is ripped open. With my fist mid-air, I abruptly stop short before hitting Aliana in the face.

I shouldn’t have stopped.

I’d never hit a woman, but this bitch deserves a beat down. She doesn’t even equate to a woman anymore.

She’s nothing more than a piece of shit with an expiration date.

“What the hell do you want, Kai?” Aliana clips in an icy tone. Her eyes are hardened as she glares at me.

She falters, but only for a fraction of a second. Her jaw clenches as she swallows nervously and quickly glances around. It’s so subtle, only a trained eye could pick it up. Her eyes only leave mine for a moment before darting back to meet my gaze. She thinks she’s skilled, like she has me fooled. Without missing a beat, she keeps up the façade, looking pissed off and wondering why I’m here.

Grabbing both sides of the doorway, I grip the wood in my hands tightly as the blood drains from my knuckles. Leaning forward, I get in her face and look down at her. Internally, I’m shaking as the rage boils inside. I channel the anger and the rage and bury the fear deep beneath it.

I fucking knew this would happen…

We weren’t invincible when we were kids and we sure as hell aren’t now.

I stare at her in bewilderment. “Where the fuck is she?” I demand harshly.

Aliana flinches.

I don’t fucking care.

“She’s not here,” she jibes, rolling her eyes. “Did you check the return counter at WhoresRUs?”

Pushing off the doorway, I plow into Aliana and shove her back into the house. The door slams shut behind us as I wrap my hands around her slender neck. Her frightful eyes are wide and her face begins to turn a nice shade of red. In a frenzy, she claws at my hands, drawing blood as she digs her manicured nails into my skin.

Her attempt to escape my grip is feeble and it only feeds the raging beast inside me.

Squeezing tighter, I slam her back against the kitchen wall and pin her against it with my weight. “You’re going to tell me everything that I want to know.”

She nods, as much as my hands allow and a small tear spills from the corner of her eye.

Fucking cunt.

I tighten my grip.

She doesn’t get to cry right now.

My hands clamp her airway closed like a vise grip, making it impossible for her to breathe. Her movements become slower and disorganized as her brain is becoming oxygen deprived.

It won’t take much to kill her. All I need to do is tighten my grip and crush the bones in her throat, starving her body of the oxygen it needs to survive.

It won’t take much more pressure and it’s lights out for her.

Aliana’s eyes start to roll back in her head as her body grows lax against mine. Dropping my hands, I take a step back and release her. She falls hard onto the ground, gasping for air. Her shoulders shake as she clutches her chest and struggles to catch her breath over silent sobs.

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