Chapter three

The metal door immediately gave way to a tall guy staring intently into the eyes of Arnold Lucas.

His fists were clenched in anger and venom reeked all over his body.

The situation was intense and palpable as Arnold Lucas stared at the door from on top of Melissa Stevens.

Max Xanderson immediately walked towards Arnold Lucas, shuffling him off Melissa, he immediately pulled Melissa from the ground and hugged her closely.

"I'm really sorry for everything you have passed through since I left."

Max Xanderson's voice was barely above whispers as he hugged Melissa even more tightly, tears threatening to well down his eyes.

Melissa was already weak, she was barely standing on her feet as her legs went wobbly.

Max Xanderson immediately removed his blue jacket and used it to cover Melissa's body as her blouse was now almost fully torn.

"Is this really you…Max?"

Melissa Stevens asked slowly as she collapsed into the hands of Max Xanderson. 

Max Xanderson immediately shook her violently.

"Melissa!"

"Melissa!!"

"Melissa!!!"

He immediately laid her on the ground and placed his hands on her neck to check for her pulse.

Slowly Max Xanderson raised his head and gazed upon Arnold Lucas who was now trying to put on his pants.

"Hey buddy, how did you get here that fast?"

"Don't do anything rash, you know my family are very in…."

Before he could finish his sentence, Max Xanderson immediately grabbed him by his neck and shuffled him high up to the ceiling.

Crashing into the chandelier above, Arnold Lucas immediately stood up and charged Max Xanderson.

"You think you are a tough beef umh."

"Come on, give me your best shot!"

Arnold Lucas yelled, he was already bleeding on his nose and he was clearly no match for Max Xanderson but continued anyway.

Max Xanderson immediately stared at Arnold Lucas, the memories of him threatening to send him the video of him making out with his wife flashed through his mind.

He rushed Arnold Lucas and gave him a non-recoverable upper and lower jab, a knee to the nose and that was it.

Arnold Lucas immediately crashed heavily into the cupboard behind him.

Immediately he tried to stand but the after-effect of the combo kicked in.

His feet went wobbly as he crashed back again onto the hard concrete floor.

Arnold Lucas was wearing a white shirt but at this moment you would doubt it as his body was all soaked in his red blood.

"How dare you trash man beat up a Lucas…you really have got some guts."

Arnold Lucas continued as he spit out his sputum now mixed up with blood from his nose.

"I wanted to go easy on her but now…"

"Now I will make you watch us live while I get my way with her."

Arnold Lucas said as he laughed maniacally.

Arnold Lucas was kneeling on the floor as he spoke, immediately Max Xanderson landed a heavy kick to the side of his neck.

Jacking him up, he smacked him on the floor, making Arnold Lucas shout out in pain as he held his back.

The more he stared at Melissa Stevens the more furious he got.

Arnold Lucas wasn't making matters easy as he continued trash-talking and continued getting the deadly beating that he deserved.

Moments later, Arnold Lucas was lying on the bare floor, his back all ripped with welts and beating marks.

Max Xanderson stared down at him in fury.

"Had enough yet?!"

He yelled, his voice was thunderous spiking trepidation into the heart of Arnold Lucas.

"You think you are strong…you can't stand a chance against my brother…just pray I don't get out of here alive."

"You will be dead if I…"

"Dead?" Max Xanderson snorted,  "Then call your brother now."

Max Xanderson dropped his cell phone onto the floor before Arnold Lucas who was still lying helplessly by his feet.

He'd like to see how his brother would make him dead.

 Arnold Lucas immediately smiled and hurriedly took the phone and called Martin Lucas his senior brother.

"Now you are finished for real this time."

Arnold Lucas said as he dropped the phone.

Moments later.

The sound of numerous Escalades parking outside was heard.

The door was immediately heaved open by Martins Lucas as he entered the room with over 35 henchmen dressed all in black suits and white bow ties.

"What sorcery is this?!"

Martins Lucas yelled as he stared at his junior brother lying helplessly on the floor.

"Brother…this trash man…did this…to me."

Arnold Lucas managed to speak, blood dripping down his nose slowly to the ground.

His hands wobbled as he pointed at Max Xanderson who seemed unperturbed at all.

Martins Lucas was infuriated immediately, his face burned red in anger as he stared at Max Xanderson.

"What are you waiting for…Get him!!!"

Martins Lucas yelled immediately, his henchmen rushed Max Xanderson all at once.

The fight was an unfair one as 35 men gathered around Max Xanderson but to everyone's surprise, under 2 minutes the whole men were lying on the floor.

Some holding their snapped wrists, others their broken legs yelling and wincing in pain.

Max Xanderson walked towards Martin and Arnold and stepped on the pinky finger of one of their henchmen.

"Please!…don't crush…"

Before he could complete his sentence, Max Xanderson crushed his pinky finger making him yell out in loud pain.

"Ah!!!"

His gaze immediately fell on Martin Lucas who was already peeping his pants.

"Who…who…what are you?"

His voice was quaky and laced with trepidation as Max Xanderson walked closer to him slowly.