Falling in Love : I love you, Today and Forever

Chapter 384 - Mason In Lion's Den

"How dare you misbehave with Aria!!" Noah gritted his teeth and leaned forward, his eyes blazing fire in anger. He clenched his fists, the veins protruding out due to the force. His hands were craving for the man's blood and Noah did not know how long he could control himself.

"Aria?" Mason frowned as he tried to open his eyes, only to cry out in pain. His eyes were burning and the pain made him lose his mind completely. 'Will I become blind? Why is it stinging even after a few minutes has passed?' He wondered forgetting everything else for a moment, even Noah's question.

However, Noah was having none of his tactics. He wanted answers and he wanted them now. "Ronnie," He just uttered his name and the man understood his Boss's intentions. With a small nod, he lifted a small pipe and adjusted the control valve. Not wasting another moment, he turned on another valve beside the pipe and the next second, water started to gush out of the pipe. 

Ronnie pointed the pipe at the man who was still frowning with his eyes closed and at once, the man hollered, pain taking over his entire body. When he was drenched in water the previous time, it was only his face and some part of his face that had suffered from the chili powder. But right now, his entire body was in agony. He was now being showered in scorching hot water and his skin started to burn. The temperature was nowhere near what a human could withstand. It was scalding hot and his skin had begun to char as Ronnie continued with his torture.

Wriggling and escaping was not an option for him. All he could do was bear with it and beg the man who was responsible for his misery. "Pl-Please." He cried out after a lot of effort and Ronnie immediately stopped the flow of water. To the man's agony, the aftereffects were more horrible than he had even imagined. His eyes were stinging, his body was charred and he knew that blisters would form on his skin soon. 

The tears, which he had painstakingly forced to stop, started to flow out again and he was a mess. However, neither Ronnie nor Noah pitied him. The man deserved it, he asked for it himself. Who asked him to mess with Noah's girl?

"Will you speak now or do need to be instigated more?" Noah queried and this time, Mason was in no mood to bring his own demise. 

"I'll speak. I'll speak. Please don't hurt me. Please." He did not delay time in begging him and Ronnie rolled his eyes at the man's words. He was all too familiar with the scene. That was how it happened every time they tortured someone to speak the truth. At first, their victims would put up with all sorts of fights, cursing at them and kicking up a fuss. Some would even resort to threatening them when they knew it was all a waste. Who could possibly defeat Noah? No one.

And when the realization finally settled in, they would have already been tortured enough by Ronnie. Their soul would have already vanished by then to even make out what was happening around them. Ronnie shook his head, clicking his tongue softly. 'Why can't people answer our questions without putting up a fight? Do they like getting tortured this much? Are they masochists?' He wondered and stared at the man on the chair who was taking in deep breaths of air.

All of a sudden, Mason started to chuckle like a mad man and Ronnie scowled seeing his shift in behavior. He looked like a creep with the way he was grinning, his eyes closed and burnt skin. Noah just raised his eyebrows and leaned forward. "Aria," Mason sighed and licked his lips imagining her beautiful face and her equally beautiful body.

Noah did not have to take a second look to guess what he was thinking and this time, his control snapped. He padded towards the man and without any warning, he punched him on the face. The force was too much for Mason to bear and he fell to the side, his head hitting the floor harshly. 

"How dare you!" Noah seethed and he pushed his feet on the man's cheeks making it impossible for him to breathe, let alone speak. Blood started to trickle down his lips and cheek. But Noah did not care. His anger had reached beyond measure and he wanted nothing but to kill the man. The man was nothing but scum, garbage in the society. It was best he was discarded before it became late. 

Seeing the man trying to speak, Noah lessened the force. But he did not stop stomping him. "Now, I remember. Weren't you the one who accompanied Aria to the pub when we were in London? It was you. Who the heck are you?" He shouted and licked his lips. This time, Mason could open his eyes a little and he stared back at the man who was hovering above him, his imposing manner making him shiver. Yet, Mason tried to stay calm.

"Aria should never be with you. It was I she should be with. Only I should have the privilege of enjoying her. Her beautiful face, her body as she writhed under me when I pound into her..." However, before he could continue, Noah pressed his foot on the man's cheek, and this time, there was an audible crack which both Ronnie and Noah heard clearly. Noah had made sure to break the man's jaw for even daring to speak that way about Aria.

"You disgusting bastard! You are a lowly scum, trash that needs to be disposed off at once." Masons heard Noah's low voice and he tried to speak, but his broken jaw had made it impossible for him to even move his mouth. He could not even push the man away as he was still tied to the chair. All he could do was endure the pain silently.

"What do you think the police will do if I hand over you to them along with the proof I have collected against you? And my, my, I must say, I am disgusted to read about your deeds. You are nothing but a rapist who molested women by drugging them." Mason was in too much agony to hear Noah. Otherwise, he would have been hell shocked to hear about his crimes from the man's mouth. Mason had made sure to hide his deeds well. But he could never hide them from Noah or his friend, who was quite amazing at digging out the truth until there was a record of it on some electronic device or gadget.

"Ronnie, he is all yours. Make sure he doesn't die." Noah instructed and released the man. Mason heaved a sigh of relief with great difficulty on being released only to suck in a sharp breath of air when he felt Ronnie pull his hair. However, Ronnie stopped suddenly when his eyes fell on Mason's left hand. His eyes narrowed quickly and he pushed the man's shirt that was already showing his biceps.

Ronnie's eyes widened. "Boss, take a look at this." He called out to Noah who had returned to his seat.

"What is it, Ronnie?" Noah was in no mood to be near the scumbag. It would only make him want to kill him soon and that was something he did not want to do. He did not want Mason to die early, there were still other torture methods to be used on him. 

"Boss, there is a tattoo on his arms and...and.."

"And what, Ronnie?" Noah came forward to take a look seeing Ronnie's weird gaze and he frowned when he saw the tattoo himself. He was all too familiar with it and how would he not recognize it when it belonged to the gang that was hellbent on killing everyone and destroying the country?