“What? How?” asked the mortified Old Mr. Vein.

“How the fuck would I know? It’s not like I care, I just have to kill you.” answered the young man calmly.

“WH-, O-Okay. Listen to me, whatever she has paid you I will double it. Please just don’t kill me.”

“Well unfortunately for you that is not possible. Your wife had anticipated it and has frozen all your joint accounts and besides I doubt you have 8 million on you right now because I was paid 4 million by your sweet wife.”

“Huh…4 milli-” After hearing this, the last glimmer of hope in Mr. Vein’s eyes vanished.

Looking at Mr. Vein’s expression, the young man chuckled. After a few moments he said, “Now let's get serious, YOU. WILL. DIE. TONIGHT. And that is the only thing that is guaranteed, the question now is ‘How?’.”

The young man dragged a chair to the bed and sat down. He kept the gun on his lap and took out a small plastic container from his pocket. He opened it and took out a small white pill.

“You see this pill? It is in short your easiest way to die.” said the young man presenting the pill.

“It’s poison isn’t it?” said Mr. Vein on the verge of crying.

“Not quite. This pill here will block all your arteries to your heart resulting in a heart attack.”

After a few seconds of contemplative silence, Mr. Vein spoke again.

“And what is the other option?”

The young man chuckled a bit before replying, “Well, I will drug you just like the pretty lady and then burn this room. Now this one sucks because there is a high chance of you waking up while you are on fire. In short you will be burning to death while being conscious.”

Now, the room was filled with only an uncomfortable silence. For the next few minutes Mr. Vein sat in silence, without making a single movement he stared into the distance. The young man unexpectedly sat patiently waiting for Mr. Vein’s decision.

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Half an hour later.

“I have a request or… rather a job for you.” said Mr. Vein in a hoarse voice.

“Oooo A job from my target! I love those, tell me.” said the young man with joy.

Looking at the man’s joy Mr. Vein chuckled in a sadistic manner.

“Will you kill my wife?” said Mr. Vein with a cynical grin.

*Hahahaha* “I expected you to say that, but unfortunately Mr. Vein I don’t do charities. Besides, the words of a dying man cannot be trusted in our profession.”

“I never said you will get nothing. I have a private villa worth 3.5 million that I bought secretly for my girl here. The papers of ownership are ready but only require the name and signature of the new owner.”

“…” The offer was met with silence from the young man.

“You don’t trust me, do you? Well it is only natural. I can send you the scans of the paper. Believe me it is worthless to me now because all I want is revenge.”

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“Send me the scans.” said the young man while raising the gun at Mr. Vein, “And no funny business with the phone.”

Mr. Vein carefully picked up the phone and transferred the documents to the young man.

*Ding*

The young man picked up his phone and patiently read the documents. After 2 minutes he lowered the gun and spoke.

“Hmmm, everything looks fine. The payment seems enough, I will carry out the contract.”

“How do I know that you are not cheating me?” asked Mr. Vein with uncertainty.

“Trust Mr. Vein, Trust.” said the young man with a smile, “In my world trust and promises are currencies. I give you my word that your wife will die, all you have to tell me is how do you want her to die.”

Without thinking for a second Mr. Vein replied, “I want her to suffer and I want her to know it was me.”

Hearing that the young man smiled, “It’ll be done, but only when your wife returns from her current vacation.” The young man checked his phone and said, “Which will be after 2 days I guess.”

“I am fine with it, I just want her to join me in hell.”

After the exchange the young man put his other hand forward and opened it revealing the pill from earlier, “It’s time Mr. Vein.”

*Sigh* “Can’t you let me watch my wife die?”

“Unfortunately Mr. Vein, the contract states that you will die today and I never break my promises.”

“Okay but do me one favor and tell Rose that I loved her after I am gone.”

“Rose?”

The man pointed to the woman beside him.

“Will do” said the young man.

After a few seconds Mr. Vein picked up the pill and ate it with tears flowing down his cheeks.

About a minute later Mr. Vein, who was sitting on the bed, fainted while clutching his chest. The young man walked towards him and waited for a few minutes before checking his vitals.

After deeming his target dead he sat back into his previous chair and looked towards the woman.

“Are you done pretending?”

After a few seconds of silence the woman opened her eyes and sat straight up.

“You knew?” the beautiful woman asked warily.

“Of course I did, the sedative I gave you wasn’t enough to knock you out this long.”

“Hmpf.” the woman scoffed.

“How much did you hear?”

“Well, enough to know that I was going to get my own private villa. But thanks to YOU that won’t be happening." She looked towards Mr. Vein and said, “Coward! didn’t even try to fight.”

*Sigh* “He truly loved you. But I know that gold digging whores like you don’t belong to anyone.” Said the young man with utter disgust evident on his face.

“Brat! You know nothing about me.” Said the woman with a scowl.

“Is that so?” The young man pulled out his phone and said, “What is your name? It’s not Rose, of that I am sure.”

“Hmpf, It’s Melissa. Do whatever you will with it.” Said the woman named Melissa haughtily.

The young man typed something on his phone and a few seconds later a ‘Ding’ resonated in the room.

“Name - Melissa Witten, age - 28, family background - biological father deceased, biological mother deceased and one younger brother, status ‘unknown’

Graduated from St. Laureate High, then got into modeling but quit after 3 years when you met a rich man named Harvey Smith. Destroyed his marriage and got away with an unspecified amount of money then roped in 3 more men in your traps including Mr. Vein.”

Hearing the young man rattle on her secret background baffled Melissa.

“Do I need to keep going or is it enough?” Asked the young man smugly.

“No! It’s enough. I-I…so what will you do with me?” Melissa asked with fear in her eyes. Her future, now being in the hands of the young man.

After chuckling at her reaction a bit the young man replied, “Nothing, that’s it. You never saw me, you were never unconscious and the old man died naturally after you guys had sex.”

Surprised at the simple instructions, Melissa asked hesitantly, “I-Is that it? Aren’t you going to kill me? Or even blackmail me?”

“There is no need to, right? You are useless to me and besides if you were to confess anything then I could just kill you off before you even know it.” The young man stared straight into Melissa’s eyes and said in a serious voice, “Don’t forget, I know everything about you.”

The last sentence sent a shiver down Melissa’s spine, she had realized that her life was now in the young man’s hands.