After the Acid Attack, I Went on a Rampage

Milo shrieked like a stuck pig.

Not done, I clutched the scissors, twisting them wildly into his flesh.

"You worthless bastard! How dare you hurt me?" He grabbed the handle, kicked me hard, and roared with fury.

The blow sent me sprawling to the floor. I tasted blood rising in my throat.

"Get him!" he shouted, his voice cracking with rage. "I want him dead!"

At once, the goons turned toward me with cold ferocity. A wooden chair came crashing down toward my head.

"Don't touch my brother!" Allison bellowed, stumbling in front of me just as the chair smashed into her skull.

"Allison!" I screamed, catching her fallen form.

She collapsed into my arms, twitching, then went still. I fumbled to hold her up, but the goons tackled me, pinning me to the ground.

My limbs were crushed under their weight. My face scraped the concrete as I struggled, screaming through blood and tears.

Milo's leather shoe pressed down on my fingers. "Is that it?"

I curled up into a ball, my body twisting in agony. My face went ashen, cold sweat pouring down my skin, and my vision began to blur.

His manic laughter echoed in my ears. "Don't die so soon. I've prepared a special gift for you two."

A blow came crashing down, and everything went black.

When I opened my eyes again, Allison and I were trapped inside a glass-walled freezer.

Every inch of skin that touched the icy ground throbbed with stabbing pain. I shivered uncontrollably, while Allison's face had already turned purple, frost clinging to her lashes.

I rubbed my palms together, pressing the warmth against her cheeks, as blood and tears slid down my face.

"Allison, stay with me! Don't sleep. Dad is on his way to save us. Hold on," I muttered, but her breath grew weaker.

My heart sinking into despair, I glared at Milo through the glass, my eyes red as if they would bleed. "If something happens to her, I'll wear your skin as a coat!"

Unfazed, he pulled on a cashmere coat and strutted into the freezer. "You sure talk a lot!"

He shoved a rag into my mouth and kicked me hard in the chest. "So much anger. Time to chill."

He kicked over a bucket, the icy water instantly spreading under my feet. In the freezing temperature, it quickly turned to ice, welding me to the ground.

The cold seeped deep into my bones, each second sharper than knives.

"Enjoy the gift I prepared for you?" Milo grinned, admiring my misery, before walking out of the freezer.

I stared in despair at my lifeless sister, drowning in regret. I itched to rush outside and kill that bastard.

The phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated, interrupting my thoughts. My pupils contracted as I saw a call from Susan.

Enduring the pain that tore at my flesh with every movement, I inched toward the phone and answered it.

Panic vibrated in her voice. "Barney, where are you? I can explain about Milo later! Just let him go! Otherwise"

She paused. "I'll hate you for the rest of my life."

The blood beneath me steamed against the ice, and my heart clenched painfully in my chest. My face twisted with madness and despair.

"Hate me?"

From the very day we got together, Allison had been secretly helping Susan behind the scenes, all so that our father would accept her.

In just three years, she'd turned the Lefebvre Group into an industry leader. And this was how Susan repaid us, using our money to keep a lover and letting him hurt us like this.

She was nothing but an ingrate, and her lover was now trying to kill us. With the rag still stuffed in my mouth, all my fury could only come out as muffled sobs.

Milo burst back in, pausing at Susan's voice on the phone. He rushed over and snatched the phone. "Babe, why are you calling the home-wrecker?"

Getting no response from me, Susan panicked. "Where is Barney?"

"So, that's his name, huh?" Milo sneered. "Just roughing him up, showing him I'm not someone to mess with."

The silence on the other end of the phone was thick and lethal, broken by Susan's furious scream. "What the hell did you do? He is from the Tucker family. You're gonna get us both killed!"

Milo jolted, the phone slipping from his hand and crashing to the floor. His pupils widened in shock, disbelief flooding his face.

For several seconds, he just stood there frozen, then jerked his head toward me.