The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

Chapter 1952

That night, Ian and Kurt went to the prison to see the convict.

Within the cold and damp confines of the place, the convict was dragged out like a dog and thrown at Ian's feet. At the sight of the two young men, he was taken aback and wondered who they were.

Despite their youth, one could tell right away that these were not ordinary folk from the distinguished aura both of them exuded.

"Who are you?"

"How did you kill him?" Inside the interrogation room, Ian, who stared at the convict with a deathly gaze, looked as if he was a demon who had crawled out from Hell.

Just the sight of him sent a chill down the convict's spine.

"How did I kill him? Didn't I already tell the police everything? Who in the world are you? Why should I repeat it to you?"

No sooner had the convict spoken than Ian raised his gaze slightly.

Without warning, Kurt grabbed the convict out of his chair before covering the latter's mouth and smashing a fist into his face.

In an instant, the convict's body convulsed before his face contorted from the excruciating pain. Even then, he could barely make a sound due to his mouth being tightly covered.

All he could do was tremble violently within Kurt's grip.

It wasn't until a minute later that Kurt released him, assuming that his pain had passed by then.

Ian repeated, "Let me ask you one more time. How did he die in your hands?"

Sprawled on the table and having struggled for a long time, the convict finally relented with a grimace. "He... He refused to obey me. T-That's why I wanted him to suffer."

"Suffer?"

The second the words rolled off the convict's tongue, raging infernos ignited in Kurt and Ian's eyes.

"You extracted both his kidneys just to make him suffer?"

"N-No, it didn't start out that way. I just wanted to torture him in the beginning, l-lt was after another subordinate, who came in with a freshly harvested organ, saw him that I ended up doing it," the convict stuttered, desperately suppressing the terror within him.

That was what exactly happened on that fateful day. Initially, there was no plan to harvest Brandon's kidneys, as the convict had coveted the former for many years. In fact, he already had his eye on Brandon when the latter first started out acting.

Unfortunately, he wasn't powerful enough to capture Brandon back then.

Subsequently, after a painstaking wait, he finally had the opportunity to kidnap Brandon. Therefore, it didn't make sense for him to kill the latter.

However, Brandon had not been cooperative or friendly at all. Despite the convict expending significant amounts of effort to bring Brandon in, the celebrity wasn't grateful. Instead, he even nearly castrated the convict.

"Let me tell you, I had no intention of taking his life. All I wanted was to live out my days happily with him. Just think about it; after longing for him for so many years, why would I destroy him when I finally got him?"

Crack!

This time, the blow came from Ian.

He had grabbed a chair from the side and smashed it on the convict's head.

"Argh!"

Right after an agonizing scream echoed through the interrogation room, the convict held onto his bleeding head as he fell off his chair.

As for the prison guards outside, they pretended to hear nothing at all.

Ian, suppressing the disgust within him, walked up to the convict while exuding a murderous aura.

"Castrate him!"

"Consider it done."

Kurt, whose methods were even more clinical, approached the convict while whipping out a sharp blade in his hand. After kneeling in front of the latter, he unleashed a slash which caused a harrowing cry to burst forth from his victim. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Despite the thinness of his blade, he had severed the veins in the convict's manhood.

Following that, he stood up and stomped his foot down.

Crunch!

"Arghhh!"

An even more distressed and agonized howl rang out from the room, sending a chill down the spines of the policemen outside.

Did they... crush his family jewels?

Breaking out in a cold sweat, all of them shuddered.

Nonetheless, no one had the courage to enter. The moment they knew the connection between the two youths and Brandon, they had no illusions as to what was going to happen.

Moreover, all of them, being the smart men they were, naturally knew not to interfere.

After flawlessly dishing out pain, Kurt took a step back for Ian to continue.

"How is it? How does it feel to be castrated?"

The convict was curled up on the ground, wailing as he struggled like an animal on its last legs.

Ian, kneeling in front of him, began toying with the glass in his hand.

"You're right to say that my uncle was exceptionally handsome. Throughout his lifetime, his looks had captivated many from both sides of the gender aisle."

Suddenly, he recalled the pitiful lady who had died a long time ago.

Back then, Willow, too, was hopelessly in love with Uncle Brandon. But in the end, she sacrificed her life instead of causing him any harm. Therefore, when Uncle Brandon had both his kidneys removed, did he manage to think of her? Or perhaps...

Suddenly, something occurred to Ian.

Even though Uncle Brandon was trapped, this man would definitely not dare harm him if the former revealed his true identity and his relationship with the Hayes family. So why didn't he do it?

Ian froze at the thought.q