Chapter 49: chapter 49

Z's POV-----------I'm mad. I don't know why I'm so mad.I also don't know how to calm it down. Jeremy.How dare he say to me that he didn't sleep with anyone after I tell him not to and then go out to give that old dick head? Did his own words not occur to him when he was going to do the deed? That scene keeps replaying in my head over and over again. Jeremy kneeling in front of that old dick. No matter how much I try to avoid thinking about it, I get reminded about it.And right now I'm taking this very old dick to show him his room. Fuck.Just the sight of him urges me to break every bone inside his body. Just punching wasn't enough. I want him to not be able to talk and walk and see.  I open the door of a large guest room. He side-glances me and enters the room before looking around. I guess he remembers well who punched him. "Get out!" He barks standing a metre away from me. I clench my jaw and walk close to him, he takes a step back but I grab his collar and growl, "If I ever see you lifting your eyes at him again... I won't just punch you this time" He struggles to get away and I leave his collar. He stumbles back."I said get out," he yells scared and grabbing his jaw in pain at the same time. After giving him one last sharp eye, I leave the room and slam the door shut behind me.This is bad. I shouldn't be affected by it so easily. Nowadays, I'm very much getting carried away by my feelings which is bad for me. I'm lacking in my work.It's not me. I should stay away-I halt in front of Jeremy's door. It's open. My hands find their way to it and slowly push it wider. When I peek inside, I see him carelessly sleeping on the couch. "YOU'RE MINE... DOESN'T MATTER IF I LOVE YOU OR NOT" I suddenly remember my words. How can I be so careless and blurt out those words?Let him be. I tell myself and turn away to leave and close the door but as I walk through the hallway, my mind can't seem to stop thinking about how cold he looked sleeping on that couch.I turn back around and make my way back to his room. I grab the blanket and cover him with it. His face. Why is he so beautiful? It's deadly.I shake my head and slap myself before getting out of his room. This time for sure. ----It's 11 pm. I'm in a dark alleyway outside the wall of the torture building, waiting for that particular person I've been trying to trace for so long. He is finally appearing today.Let's see who you are Motherfucker. You better be worth all those sleepless nights I've spent tracing for you. I keep my weapons in check and wait for that black figure to jump down from the wall. He must have gathered the information and now going back to report it to Mason. But not today. Whoever you are, you're going to get trampled by me today.The moment he jumps down, I lunges at him but he was quick to dodge my kick. His face is covered in a mask and I cannot see his eyes properly in the dark."Does Mason's ass taste good?" I ask with a laugh. He doesn't say anything instead he thrust a punch toward me, only to hit the air. He staggers back and adjusts the mask on his face before making a run.Fucking coward. I hiss before following him. Whoever he is. He knows he is not competent in front of me. That's why he is running. I take out my small blade before aiming at his leg. I never miss my target. The knife goes flying and directly lands on his right leg. He falls but gets up immediately and limps away, so desperate to get away. A few metres more and he falls again, this time not being able to get up. I walk to him but just as I'm about to grab him he suddenly swings a knife at me. I feel a sharp pain in my right arm and soon blood start dripping. I kick him in the abdomen and grab a handful of his hair."You know what would be done to you right?" I roar.He tries to swing the knife again but before he can do that, I twist his hand causing the knife to fall on the ground. He screams out in agony. I drag him inside the torture building and tie him with a rope. I take a deep breath. I have to unmask him now and I don't know who it is. Don't want him to turn out someone I know because I don't appreciate that ugly feeling I get whenever I see a fellow member betraying the organisation. I reach for his mask but he avoids my hand. "You better stay still," I growl and grab his jaw before removing his mask."Fuck!" I mumble when the mask comes off and the face of the person is revealed. He averts his eyes and stays silent. Slamming the mask on the ground, I turn away from him. "Why you?" I ask. He says nothing. I should be happy that I've succeeded in catching the no 1 spy in the organisation but right now all I feel is the ruthless disappointment. Little did I know, this would happen. But he's been good at his job, didn't he? No one suspected him. For years. I take out my phone and call Rodas. "You've got another traitor, Rodas," I tell him over the call.There is a small gap of silence before he replies, "I'm coming!" Rodas comes half an hour later. He looks at me first and then at the person in the centre of the room being tied to the chair.He laughs in disbelief. "Are you guys playing a prank on me?" He asks but he knew just by looking at my face. He turns back to look at the traitor."Pavel... Why you?"