You got what you wanted.

"I am your worst nightmare." Alex Waynee's voice slightly above Whispers as he bends down to meet face-to-face with Jack Osborne and his dad.

"You see…I actually warned you…but you wouldn't listen…now it's blown up in your face like a hot bag of tomato sauce." His voice was laced with what Walter Osborne would consider sympathy. Little did he know that Alex Waynee was just getting started.

Alex Waynee runs his hands into Jack's head and gently pats him on the head.

"This is just the beginning of your sorrows…I promised to take all your family ever worked for…I'm just getting started." His eyes were burning with fury as though he was an inferno unleashed, his eyes ablaze with a chilling determination that seemed to search the very soul of his target.

Each word was laced with a venomous resolve, a calculated malice that sent shivers down the spine of both Jack Osbourne and his dad.

As Alex Waynee leaned in closer, his breath felt like an icy draft against their skin.

The air around them