Wild Flower Ch. 18

Hector followed the room, walking swiftly until he entered and got the surprise of his precious life. Instead of finding Miguel as he had thought, he found a mini shrine with some pictures scattered all over floor, surrounded by candles. He was pretty sure it was witchcraft.

He couldn't understand a thing of what was going on so he got in closer, trying to see what was on the pictures. He dropped his gun and looked closely at the pictures only to get a shock. The moment he stared at the pictures, he figured they were the people from that fateful night. There was a picture of Angelo, Lambert, Antonio, Jack, Gabriel and his father.

Seeing the pictures, Hector's mind took him back to that very night. He started seeing pictures in his mind of how he had raped Miguel, the laughs and the moans from the men he was with. It all started messing with his head in a negative way. It seemed really real as he hallucinated. He started screaming, dropping to the floor as he gripped his hair harder, screaming at the top of his voice. The gun fell to the floor.

"Shut up!" He yelled, closing his eyes. "Shut the fuck up!"

After a few seconds, Hector gave the mother of all screams, opening his eyes wider. When he eventually opened his eyes, everything was gone from his mind. That was the moment when he realized that he had been hallucinating. He was breathing harshly and his heart was miles and miles away.

He knew he had to continue with the search. He moved his hand to pick up only to hear a really sharp sound and suddenly, a really sharp pain in his chest. His breaths seized right at that moment... his heart was in so much pain than he could have imagined... tears built in his eyes... the blood passing through his veins felt like poison and the veins literally exploded right there.

The pain in his chest was coming from a hot bullet making its way through his chest. Hector was shocked and in such excruciating pain that the dummy couldn't even cry anymore. He had never experienced such pain before. Veins shot up in his eyes and tears poured down his face.

"I knew you would come." Miguel chuckled sinisterly even though he was in pain. He pointed the gun but this time to Hector's head, slowly walking towards him. He had never been so irritated in his life before. "You will die here, right in front of your victim."

He moved closer and looked into his ugly face. Hector's trembling hands moved to his chest and they instantly became bloody. The white shirt he was wearing was immediately bloody.

"How does it feel?" He mocked, giving an evil grin. "I knew men like you, especially from the military like to be in control of everything, even how die!" He chuckled bitterly, breathing harshly. "But with me, I control how I want everything to move. You are gonna die here."

Miguel cocked the gun and pointed to his stupid head, ready to shoot his brains out. Hector's breaths became harsh and they felt as if they were driving the very life out of him. It was the most painful thing he had ever experienced. He knew he was done for.

Meanwhile, outside the house, Mark finally woke up and his head was hurting terribly. He tried to massage it but when he remembered what had happened, he furiously got out of the car and met with one of the maids. She was worried he was really hurt but he just didn't care about that. He asked about Miguel and she told him that he had ordered them to stay inside and no one to disturb him, not even Mark.

Mark was really worried and he wasn't gonna stay put. He went over to Miguel's room and got the surprise of his life when he entered the strange looking place with Miguel holding a gun over to Hector's head. He was really surprised.

Miguel took a glance and saw Mark. He wasn't that surprised but he was hurt for seeing the idiot dragon's ugly face once again. The thought of that guy raping him got to him so much that his pain increased even more.

"I never wanted you to see this." Miguel said harshly to Mark, still holding the gun.

Mark gave a sigh. "I haven't heard or seen anything, my Lord." He slowly bowed. "And I know better than to ask questions. My only concern is your safety."

Miguel knew Mark was one of the people he completely trusted. He couldn't ever betray him. He knew Mark was one of the people that would risk his own life to save Miguel's. He was a really rare guard and Miguel was definitely lucky. If only all the people were like him then the world would have been a better place.

Miguel looked at the dragon, placing the gun to his head. "You fool!" He thundered, chuckling teasingly. "Did you really think Mark could betray me?" He chirped, shaking his head as he leaned down. "I don't think you know him very well. You see..." He paused and breathed in deeply. "...he led you right to me." He grinned. "He alerted me that you were coming. When you forced him into the car, before you entered... he dialed my number and I heard every conversation you had with him. I even heard about the five minutes which you had to reach home." He laughed.

Hector tried to breath but it was too painful for him. He was screwed.

"Five minutes was just enough to prepare and give you a grand welcome." He laughed, moving the gun all over the idiot's head. He glanced at Mark and grinned. "Very clever, Mark for calling me and not anyone else."

"I was just doing my boss, my Lord."

"Well done!" Miguel's face then just got serious. "Wait outside, Mark. I have business to settle with this savage."

"No!" Mark for the first time disobeyed his boss' orders. "I can't do that, boss. I want to stay and finish off this idiot for you!" He thundered, clenching his fists.

"Don't question my orders, Mark!" Miguel warned, still looking at the idiot. "Leave me alone."

Mark bowed his head and left. Miguel was left there with a dying Hector dragon who by then had fallen to the floor and was gasping for air as blood scattered all over the floor. His heart was really weak and he knew it wasn't gonna be long before he became the third dragon to reach his end.

Miguel took Angelo's photo as tears poured down his face. His heart felt as if someone was pulling on. He was in so much pain and he was crying like a little child. He remembered how his life had been before they ruined it all for him.

"Take a good look at this picture." He knelt down and took it closer to the idiot. "Take a good look at him." He thundered, breathing like a predator. "He was a young and innocent soul whom you fools killed that night. He had dreams and hopes." He sobbed uncontrollably, feeling like his heart was bleeding. "He was braver than all of you damn dragons put together."

He took his father's picture and held it closer. His hands were trembling uncontrollably and he had no idea why. "And do you see this man?" He yelled in his face. "He was the man that your stupid allies killed when I was just young." He was crying uncontrollably. "We had planned a great family together, a beautiful life." He yelled as the pain intensified with each thought about his father. "We wanted to start a great life in future as a family. Maybe by now I would have been given a brother that I could have looked up and who could have been calling me his big brother."

He rubbed his tears but they came back. "You left me in pain, in torture and ruined my perfect life." He cried. "That bastard killed my father and maybe by now even though I lost my parents I could have raised my brother and could have been a great person." He yelled in his pain, dropping his father's picture. "But all of you turned me into a murderer." He snarled, clenching his fists.

Hector was struggling to breathe and his body gave up. He was looking like he was staring at death itself as his eyes widened, looking at Miguel and his mouth gaped.

Miguel chuckled and furiously shoved the picture of Miguel in his face. "Look at him closely..." He snapped, groaning terribly. "...take a close look at him. This will be the last image you will see in your insignificant life!" He spat in his ugly face.

Hector couldn't breathe anymore with that last strike. He suffocated, trying to breathe. But he couldn't do anymore. He suffocated until he finally died. Three down, two more to go.

Seeing Hector dead, Miguel felt really weak as he got into another emotional moment. He remembered how he had suffered in the hands of Hector and all the pain he went through when he was raping. It was gonna be one of his most painful moments. He had never experienced pain like that and he wasn't gonna be at peace until justice was served.

He dropped to the floor and started crying heavily.

***

Brandon was climbing up the stairs as fast as he could while trying to contain his breaths. His heart was pounding and he was definitely really scared for Miguel. He was hoping he was alright. When he reached the stairs, he rushed straight to Miguel's room and found him seated on the bed with his face completely flooded with tears. It was really pitiful.

Brandon rushed to him and sat with him on the bed, looking into his beautiful face. Fuck! Even when Miguel was crying, his beauty was just over the edge. He was the most beautiful boy in the entire world.

"Where the hell is Hector?" He gasped.

Miguel glanced at Brandon as more tears fell to his cheeks. "Mark is getting rid of it." He said hoarsely. He took a deep sigh, gripping his hair. "I feel like I am covered in a ward blood and I can't help it."

"What?" Brandon frowned, not understanding a thing. "Please, try to calm down."

Miguel sobbed, feeling really terrible. "Once the blood reaches the ceiling... how will I breathe?"

"The man almost killed you and he raped you." He rubbed on his shoulder, making him feel a little better. "What you did was justice."

"I feel awful." He glanced as Brandon as more tears flooded his face. "I am overjoyed by a bit at peace."

Brandon wrapped his arm around Miguel and got the surprise of his life when Miguel leaned on his chest and cried on his shoulder as he hugged him. His heart started racing and his hormones got out control. Just having Miguel closer to him like that made him filled up with all kinds of dirty things. But he knew Miguel needed him at that moment.

"I thought about my parents and especially my brother while I was torturing him." He gulped, feeling a lump in his throat. "I thought about how he is dead and it hurt me terribly." He sobbed, holding on closer to Brandon. "Maybe if my parents were alive, they could have given me another brother who I could have cared for. He could have been alive."

"Shh..." Brandon rubbed sweetly on his shoulder to make him feel better.

Miguel slowly raised his teary face and looked at Brandon. "I never met my brother when he died but I miss him so much." He cried. "I never have my parents but if I had a brother, my life would have been different. It wasn't right for him to die without meeting him. I regret everything and maybe I should have been the one that died for him to leave."

"No!" Brandon reassured, rubbing sweetly on Miguel's hands. "You are alive for a purpose. There are people like me that care a lot about you."

"If he was alive..." Miguel slowly rubbed his tears but nothing was working. "...maybe my life would have been different. I could be able to change my life for him." He cried unlike before. "He alone could give me the strength to let go of all my hatred... I would leave everything behind and disappear with him and no one else."

Brandon couldn't get it. "Would you be able to leave Brian and everyone else?"

Miguel chuckled bitterly through his pain. "Brian!" He sobbed, shaking his head. "He has his own life. He wasn't even in the house to support me when I need him the most."

"But I am here," Brandon smiled brightly. "I will always be here for you just like always."

He opened his arms and hugged Miguel, giving him a shoulder to cry?

What does life have in store for Miguel?

*

The next morning, Miguel was really happy and fulfilled to the fullest. He was looking his best, seductive and sexy as usual. No one could resist him with the way he was looking like.

Miguel had his red hair on and it made his face look gorgeous, beautiful, sexy and irresistibly seductive. He was putting on a white shirt with his chest exposed for the world to see. It was tucked in a tight black skinny jean which showed his perfect curves and bubbly ass. He was wearing black and white designer's shoes that lit his feet and made him really sparkle. He had a tight black blazer on and it made him look really beautiful, more than he actually.

The red hair on his head was actually what described him as the unforgiving don that he had become. It was on point and the jewelry on him was actually expensive and really bright.

Miguel took a sigh and slowly came down the stairs to the lecherous eyes of the man that wanted to have, Brandon. He was equally dressed in a red designer's trousers and brown shoes. He had a red shirt inside and a shiny blue designer's vest that made him look sexy. Most of all he had a great smile on his wonderful face.

He extended his hand and Miguel smiled before giving him his hand.

"Are you ready?" Brandon asked softly.

"I have always been ready." He answered.

An evil grin appeared on his face as he chuckled sinisterly. They both started heading out of the house arm in arm. They had a mission ahead of them.

Miguel's journey has just begun.

***

He will never stop until he gets revenge. He is beautiful, seductive, sexy but not all that glitters is gold. Sometimes the most beautiful thing can also be the deadliest. Beauty is his weapon, power is his revenge...

Thank you so much for coming to the first part of 'Iron Rose.' The second part will continue and will deal with the last two dragons plus Miguel's ex, ex friend and the bastard that killed his father. It will be hotter, spicier, sexier and really seductive.

Watch out as secrets will be revealed, deadly secrets. The second part will be filled with jealous, envy, lots of seduction and true love. Watch out for the most beautiful ending ever.

What do you guys think about Christian's reaction towards Miguel? What do you think of Carter's attitude to the one person that helped him when no one else could? What do you think about Miguel's plan to sabotage Carter? Are you eagerly waiting for the second part?

Anyway, Carter is annoying and I regret bringing him into this story. He can go to hell for all care. I don't care whether he's Miggy's brother or not. He is just an opportunist. Miguel had helped him and now he is doing that? I hope Miguel deals with him real good.

The themes songs for this chapter are, "Yo Soy La Doña Sin Dueño" Performed by Aracely Arambula for the hit series "La Doña," "Look what you made me do" by Taylor swift, "Broken Vow" by Lara Fabian, "Say something," by a great big world ft Christina Aguilera, "Shape of you," by Ed sheeran, "Unbroken and skyscraper" by Demi Lovato, "Don't judge me" by Chris Brown and for Carter, I dedicate Nicki Minaj's verse in, "Motorsport."

Starting from this day I will be really busy as I resume school. I have labs, exams, studies, tests and tutorials to do. Due to the insufficient time I will have, I have decided to stop writing the hit series "Iron Rose." For some time it will be off air. I have to put it on production break because I can't manage school and authorship at the same time. Therefore, this serial will go on a production break and it will be for several months. But I promise it will return hot.

I know most of you will be mad at me, especially Josranvictor and I am saying sorry from the bottom of my heart. My course needs my 100% attention and I don't have a choice in this case. I have left you guys with a really good piece and once again I am pretty sorry.

For those that would like to communicate, I am on all social medias so you can tell me if you would like to keep in touch with me. I am up for it.

Thank you so much.

Iron rose, feel the passion...