DIEGO'S POV.

I have never seen myself as a sadist, but seeing the torture that is being inflicted on Eric is something that gives me joy, Bianca and Anna crying whilst screaming is like music to my ear, and Ken looking away with tears in his eyes is like comedy to me.

Eric is screaming in pain as my guards whip, punch, slap, and kick him. I find myself walking towards the chair that he is tied up in, lifting my hand up, a sign that tells my guards to stop, and I am glad when they quickly comply.

"You look like a fool," I murmur as I squat in front of Eric. Everyone's eyes are on me, but I do not give a damn. My target is Eric, and my targets always have my attention.

I place my hand under his chin, harshly squeezing his jaw, as I turn his head in my direction.

"Look at you bloody bastard," I murmur looking into his eyes.

I can see the hatred that is present in his eyes, which makes my heart limp in joy.

"The almighty Eric has fallen from his throne..... You said I couldn't ruin you. But here we are, with your bloody face," Eric spits on me as I finish speaking, making me release his chin.

Gasps fill the room as I touch my face. Anger fills my body as I see his blood on my hands. I slowly look at him, chuckling when I see the proud smirk on his face. My reaction must surprise him, because he leans back, swallowing hard.

I can see the fear in his eyes, and I am sure that he knows the consequences of his actions.

I punch him, a satisfied smile coming on my face when his head swings to the side.

"Don't mess with me," I murmur as I punch him on the other cheek. I can see Bianca sobbing behind Eric, while Anna and Ken look away. Anna's body shaking in fear makes me feel happy, a memory of my childhood coming to my mind.

Anna usually hit me when she tied me up. She would tie me to a pole that was in the middle of the house, and then she would hit me till I fainted.

"Don't sob," I say looking at Bianca. "My guards haven't even touched you yet," I add, watching as the female guards move in her direction, whips in their hands.

Bianca begins to cry, but I choose to ignore her. I stand up from my position, dusting my clothes as I stand in front of Eric, who is looking at the floor.

"I want to shoot you with my gun right now," I say as Eric quickly looks at me with fear in his eyes.

I have shot Eric's shoulder and arm before, and that was because he stole something from me.

Everyone in this room knows that I do not bluff when I threaten someone, I threaten and fulfil.

"But I won't," I can see the relief in his eyes as I utter the words. But I know that the relief will be replaced with fear when he hears my next words. "Instead, I will torture you till you confess everything that you have done wrong to me," I continue, smiling in his direction.

Fear is written all over his face, making me chuckle. He looks funny with his bloodied face, and his suffering is entertainment to me.

"Please don't," He murmurs with a shaky voice, tears falling from his eyes.

I shake my head at him, grabbing my favorite torture toy, which is an electric cable.

"I can't," I murmur swinging it at him. The whip hits his chest, screams of pain filling the room.

Tears drop from Eric's eyes, making me feel sorry for him. His sobs fill the room as I hit him five more time. Eric keeps screaming, which is noise to me: and I hate noise.

"Keep quiet!" I yell out, which startles Eric, making him nod. He starts sobbing silently, which makes me roll my eyes at him.

I give the whip to the guard, grabbing the recorder that was in my jacket. I squat in front of Eric, which makes him lean back.

"Stop crying," I command with a firm voice. "I will beat the shit out of you if you continue acting like this," Eric shuts up, but I can still see the pain on his face. I wait for him to go completely silent, before I hold the recorder to his face

"I want you to confess your entire plan in this. From the day I met Bianca to the day I captured you," I state, looking into his eyes. His eyes have disbelief and shock, he looks like he will not talk: and that is not what I need. "And don't you dare act stupid... Speak the truth, and I might release you," I calmly continue to speak.

I know he is considering my suggestion. The guy is dumb if he thinks I will release him without torturing him some more.

The room is in silence as we all wait for Eric to agree. I quickly look passed Eric, and I can see Bianca sobbing, shaking her head at him.

"Don't do it," Bianca sobs out when Eric nods in agreement. "He is trying to manipulate you," Bianca shouts.

I choose to ignore her, my eyes moving back to Eric, who has tears in his eyes.

"Ready?" I ask, and he nods. I switch on the voice recorder, placing it infront of him.

"I- I... I,"

"Stop stuttering," I command, looking in his eyes. "I will start the recording again, and I don't want you to do anymore shit," I restart the recorder, threatening him with my eyes.

"I knew you through Bobby, who had a child with Bianca... Bobby and Bianca dated in high school, and Bianca fell pregnant in the eleventh grade, but they broke up months later. I met Bianca when Angel was five, and she told me that Bobby refused responsibility, which I believed. Bianca and I got married after six months, and two months later I was introduced to Bobby, who never left Angel's life," Eric stops, and I nod at him, telling him to continue. Eric clears his throat, looking at the floor.

"I was furious at first, and I almost divorced Bianca. But I was told that I would get money if I stayed married to her. I was facing a financial crisis, which made me agree with no hesitation. Bianca and Bobby told me that the money was with you, and the only way we could get it was if Bianca pretended to love you. I agreed to everything they said because I felt greedy.... Bianca was already working as a theripist, so it wasn't difficult for you to hire her..... The plan was going in the right direction, and you asking her to be your girlfriend was what we needed and wanted." Bobby pauses, clearing his throat.

"You asked Bianca to move in a month after you guys started dating; and even though I was hesitant, I let her move in with you. At first we wanted you to get her pregnant, but you were always so careful, or out on business. The plan started flopping, and that is how the pregnancy plan was formed. Bobby paid a doctor, and he made sure everything was in order. The doctors lied and said that the baby was four months, which was when you left for your business trip. But our plan started going downhill when a gang leader that dated Bianca threatened her. We had to hide her, and that is how the murder was planned. We dressed a dead pregnant woman as Bianca, and we were lucky because the lady looked like Bianca, and the car you saw speeding out of your yard belonged to Bobby.... Bobby introduced Bianca and I to Ken and Anna that day, and they allowed us to stay at their house, before we flew out of the country a week later," Eric continues as I save the recording.

I stand up not wanting to hear anymore. The information I have is enough.

"Beat everyone of them. But don't kill them," I command as I walk towards Siara and Hunter.

Hunter has a smile on his face, while Siara looks startled. I hold my hand out to her, and she accepts it with a bit of hesitation.

I squeeze her hand, walking towards the door. We walk out of the room with Hunter behind us.

I can feel her shaking, which makes me sigh.

I just hope I still have a chance with her.

AUTHOR'S NOTE.