Chapter 3

ZACHARY'S POV

"However you try, Zachary Wilson, there is no way in hell you'll get to know about the boss," that bloody low piece of shit muttered while wiping away the blood from his mouth through his shoulder. I clenched my teeth and punched him directly in his face. More new blood started forming over his mouth, but still, like every time, this bastard wiped it away with a smirk. I cocked up my eyebrow and looked at him all over again. The man sitting in front of me, tied with a rope, is one of the agents of God knows which bastard. Only because of him, I've suffered a great loss in d**g dealing.

"Fine, don't tell me. I hope you know very well that I don't give a second chance to anyone and as you've lost your first chance. Now suffer," I added with a smirk and whistled. Soon, Riley and Blake entered dragging a woman who happens to be this dickhead's wife and a teenage girl who is probably his daughter. They both gave me disgusted looks with