"Hello? Who is this and what do you want from me?"

He chuckles as he shifts the phone from his left ear to his right. He looks at his victim hanging from the ceiling. Her feet are chained with a lock on it while her head is swaying non-stop at the bottom.

The nauseating feeling of dizzy surrounds the woman as her eyes are close and she is trying to prevent her bile to come out.

"I have a surprise for you, Mr. Haesboren. Come and meet me at the address that I will send to you. I will be waiting."

After that, he hangs up the phone and puts its back to his pocket before crouching forward to the woman who is crying.

He puts his gloved hand to her cheeks and wipes her tears away. Normally, he will not do anything like this but he feels vulnerable whenever it is a woman, as his victims.

"You are so pretty. But your body does not belong to you. I pity your life."

His voice is as dangerous as her situation right now. She knows that she is about to die but she doesn't know who is her killer. She doesn't want to open her eyes because she is so scared that the man will hit her if she did.

She wants to ask him for his name but she knows that he will not answer her. She is trembling in fear but she knows that no one is there to save her.

Not even her beloved father.

"Your father will be here any minute now. We need to dress you up."

She hears something that has the same sound as a rusted wheel as it turns towards the west, pushing the chain down until the woman's head feels the cold ground.

The man grabs her by her hair and pulls her towards the other room before she instantly feels being stripped off.

She groans and shakes her head but the man caresses her face and whispers sweet nothings to her.

His voice makes her shiver and wet but being horny will not save the day. It will not save her from this sudden death.

After a few moments of struggling, the woman feels cold against her skin until an object with soft-like texture hits her skin. The man wraps it around her before making her walk outside the room again.

The woman knows that she is naked but she doesn't know what will happen to her. She is scared but there is nothing she can do.

"AH!"

Her back suddenly hits a solid board. In her mind, she is thinking that it is just a hard wood. And she believes that the man will ravish her just like what her father is doing to her whenever he goes home.

Being ravished and molested had been her entire life ever since her mom died. Her father makes her work as a sex worker to his clients and some big boss in the business industry.

Her father made her believe that she will have a normal life after this but she knew that she will not feel this normal life because she is going to die before it happens.

"Don't be scared now. I am not your father."

His voice is both relaxing and scary at the same time. But she knows that at least, for now, she is safe with him and her father will not going to hurt her for being stupid to get caught by this unknown man.

"Open your eyes."

It is a command and not a request. Being vulnerable and weak, she opens her eyes and sees her father standing at the entrance of the building with his bodyguards and some police officers.

"Hey, you brought a party with you. Great job. Now, we will have a big party!"

The man announces as he switches on the lights of the building and the woman starts to scream.

It is not just any ordinary abandoned building in the middle of nowhere. It is something that will make people nauseated and will probably start vomiting the moment they see the place.

"Welcome to my den."

Mr. Haesboren's daughter starts to thrash around and screams at the top of her lungs when she realizes where she is. She seems comfortable earlier but now, she knows and will truly know that she will die in front of her father.

Whirring machines and moving panels, these surround the whole building. There are even disco lights and some food and apparently, he is not the only one inside.

The man is surrounded by many other people, carrying knives placed in a bucket as they distribute it to the other guests.

"Now, since everyone is here and ready to play. Let's do this game."

The tone on his voice is manipulative and ignorant. The man looks at the daughter of Mr. Haesboren and smirks.

"The game is called 'Papa ravished me since Birth!'"

The mad man positions himself in front of the guests as he spreads his arm and throws the first knife towards the woman's left armpit. It hits the board and almost through the woman's breast.

"Megara!"

The woman's cries grow louder as she hears the knife hitting the board.

"Please, just kill me already! Stop playing with me!"

The mad man laughs maniacally and starts to throw his next knife. This time, it hits the board under her left ear. Muffling her cries as she tries to move her head and screams for mercy.

"Mercy? You don't deserve mercy. Not after what your father did to my sister."

Truthfully, he doesn't have a sister. That woman he is talking about is not even her family. She is a nobody who got ravished by Mr. Haesboren after she mistaken pours him water after a meeting.

"Your father did not even think twice after ravishing her life a dead meat! Now, why would you think that I will think twice of killing you, huh?! You destroyed my family!"

He throws another knife as one of the people near the woman pulls the spinning wheel before the knife hits the board. When it hits, the person stops the wheel and the knife hits the board underneath her peanut.

It almost pierces through her peanut and clitoris as blood suddenly gushes down her legs.

"Papa! Why would do such a thing?! What did I do to deserve this?!"

The man laughs maniacally ones again as he twirls around and throws another knife towards her direction as the wheel starts moving again.

"Let go of my daughter, you maniacally bitch!"

The mad man looks up to him. His face loses the smile as he looks at him with an innocent face.

"Tell that to all of the Santoros, maniac!"

Upon hearing the surname Santoro, Mr. Haesboren's eyes widen in surprise and stares at the mad man. He doesn't have the Santoro tattoo, which made him laugh.

"You don't even have the Santoro symbol! How can you say you are a Santoro?"

Mr. Haesboren laughs until his heart is content but he did not expect what the mad man says afterward.

"Who says that I am, douchebag?"

Mr. Haesboren looks at him again as his last knife pierces through her cleavage, directly stabbing the heart as she takes her last breath.

The police officers that are with Mr. Haesboren just shake their head before getting their cuffs out and cuffing the old man instead of the mad man.

"Mr. Haesboren, you are under arrest for the death of Megara Haesboren."

Mr. Haesboren gawks as his bodyguard just stands there not moving at all. Before he can talk about his rights and ultimatum, the police had already shuts him up.

"You have the right to remain silent. You have the right to an attorney and if you cannot afford an attorney one will be appointed for you.

If you waive these rights and talk to us, anything you say may be used against you in court. Do you understand these rights?"

After that, they drag Mr. Haesboren to the police station and the body guard goes down from the entrance to the ground floor where the mad man is.

"Thank you so much. Now, my sister had her long silent justice."

The man pats him in the back and gives him a folder. The bodyguard nods and opens the folder, only to see his name being printed and signed as the new owner of the Mr. Haesboren's company.

"Keep it and fix it. Your family deserves it."

The bodyguard bows to him to the ground. He never knew hiring a Santoro will be this easy. Paying them is not an issue since Santoros never accept payments for something as petty as this.

But the body guard is still grateful that there is a Santoro that is still like this.