C3 Grievance

Thierry POV

I smiled at the quick agreement of the girl; it seems she hasn't understood the type of dark world she has been ushered into. What a naive soul.

At first, I was angry at my father for buying another slave for our establishment, but after seeing the beauty of this one, I think he made a good decision.

Many of our seductresses have been killed by our competitors, leaving only one beauty goddess, who goes by the name Jahi.

She has been serving the vipers since childhood, and I don't think anyone can suppress her seductive skills, but there was something intriguing about this new girl that makes me wonder.

My attention returned when I saw the guard my father instructed to go and do something, although I already know what is going to happen and I doubt the girl knows what is coming for her by agreeing to my father's words like a fool. What an idiot.

The guard walked to where she was tied and removed the rope from her body, causing her to grasp in joy.

"Now strip!" My father's voice echoed in the atmosphere, and I grin mischievously when I see the girl's shocking expression.

"What?" I heard her yell in surprise.

"What were you expecting?" "Did I buy you for free? Please strip; I want to see the goods I bought." My father's tired voice came out, although he isn't tired.

"Please, sir, don't do this to me. I can do something else for you, not this." Her pleading voice resounded in the closed room.

"Tsk-tsk!" I kiss my tongue in pity; she looks pitiful, and I must say, I'm enjoying the scene. It's been a long time since I got such an entertainment.

Without wasting much time, I stood up on my feet to do my favorite job. I could sense the fear in the girl's eyes; her gray eyes were covered with tears, and her body was shaking heavily like a drenched rat.

Without any warnings, I tore out her gown; which came off easily as it is a made of poor quality, leaving her with only her underwear.

The sight of her flawless skin and her beautiful curves engulfed my sight. causing me to lick my lips subconsciously.

I froze in shock when my eyes caught a familiar birthmark in the middle of her cleavage, and I quickly placed my finger there as if I were memorizing something.

"This can't be," I mumbled to myself in confusion, but a slap landed on my face before I could draw any conclusions.

"Tsk!" I staggered back with one hand on my check before I growled at her.

"How dare you, peasant!" I shouted at her and pulled her arm firmly, causing her to wince in pain.

"Let go of her, Thierry; do you want to damage my new treasure?" I heard my father say, and I quickly let go before walking out of the room.

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I barge into my room, "Damn!" I punched the wall in rage, but my eyes quickly turned soft as I remembered something.

"The birthmark! "How could she have it?" I ruffled my hair in confusion.

"Am I overthinking things or what?" "Anisha died some years ago; it can't be her; did she change her face or something?" Several questions kept on piling in my mind.

I rushed into my secret room, walking towards a big portrait picture of a young girl with brown eyes hanging on the wall.

The clothes she wore were skimpy, which made most of her body features visible. She was smiling, just like the shining sun.

"Aisha!" I whispered her name as my heart tugged in pain; it has been two years since I lost her.

She was my first love, a girl I loved at first sight, and it breaks my heart not to see her again.

The agony I felt at her dismissal is still fresh in my heart, and I curse myself day and night for not being able to save her.

The incident that led to her death—the damn bastard who murdered her in cold blood—is still visible in my head.

I couldn't do anything that day because the man was a powerful figure, a person that can't be dared. Even my father warned me to let go because the man is powerful enough to shred us to pieces.

Although I let it go at that moment, I have sworn with my life to avenge her death.

I sipped the tears that were threatening to fall from my face before looking at her picture again.

"Tell me, love, did you return to me?" "Or you are simply playing a prank on me?" I asked in a soft tone while caressing the picture of her.

"Tell me you aren't pulling a stunt, love," my voice was slowly rising.

"Tell me who the fuck she is!" I shouted this time with my hand folded into a fist.

"Young master!" A sudden voice interrupted me, and I quickly wiped the tears off my face. Nobody is permitted to see me like this.

"Master Air said you should come to the squad base; he said he wants to go and introduce the new member to the rest," the person informed me before I heard the faint footsteps leaving the room.

I sigh before exiting the room and then i lock the door.

I quickly freshened up before wearing another clean pant. Picking up my gun, I tucked it at the back of my pant before picking up my long sleeve shirt and worn it.

I buttoned it and left the two upper ones unbuttoned to reveal a little amount of my blue flames tattoo. I put on my diamond wristwatch, and picked up my cellphone before exiting my room.

Waking outside of my father's condominium, I entered my white Lamborghini and drove to the location of the Viper's base that was located in the outskirts part of the city.