My Vengeful CEO
25

[New York, Manhattan, Upper East Side, Zain orphanage -Vision by Iuri Stevens].

The road leading to the orphanage has been blocked off, I get out of the car and start running. When I finally arrive, I am disoriented for a few moments, I can see the reporters recording what is happening outside. Several vehicles are surrounding the orphanage and a crowd of people cover my view.

- Mr. Stevens, how nice to see you here - I hear Leandro's voice - Where is Aya?

- I haven't told her what's going on.

- I understand, she couldn't stand a situation like this.

- Look there - a random voice shouts.

- What happened to her? Is she going to die? She won't stop bleeding - several voices mutter.

At the exit door of the orphanage, Luana appears all bruised, she walks with a limp, I lower my vision to her legs and the blood runs thick. May it not be what I think. The policemen run to her, me and Leandro too.

- Baby? - he holds Luana's left arm - Oh my God, oh my God! CALL AN AMBULANCE! - Leandro screams in despair as he cries, he takes Luana in his arms.

- I-Iuri - Luana calls out to me in a weak voice, my heart aches to see her like this.

- Hi.

-Please save the children... they... they...

Her voice is getting very weak and her face is losing color, my heart races.

What have they done to her? I can't keep looking at the blood trickling down her legs.

Damn him! Miserable bastard, that excrement will pay!

- Baby? Wake up, don't sleep, life! - Leandro tries to keep his wife awake, but she keeps losing more and more the color of her face - Please, don't sleep, the ambulance is coming, you and our baby will be fine, just please don't sleep. After a long minute of waiting, the ambulance finally arrives, Luana is hastily placed on the stretcher.

"- Lord, may nothing bad happen to her or the baby." - I've never been religious, but I know there is nothing more powerful than God, I hope he protects everyone who is in danger here.

Leandro goes to the hospital together with his wife and I stay, the image of the children comes to my mind, if she is in this state, what isn't this son of a bitch doing with the children inside?

I cross again the sea of people until I see a policeman.

- How is the situation? - I ask, almost out of breath. I hate crowds, but that's not the point right now.

- Sir, back off, it's not safe here, we have enough problems already - he turns away, but I pull him by the arm - Don't force me to use brutal means to...

- I am the owner of this orphanage, I demand to know what is really going on inside!

- We don't know yet, we have already been trying for two hours to find out, unfortunately we couldn't get any answers from Mrs. Silva, but the suspect refuses to negotiate with us and threatens to set fire to the building with the children inside.

- How many are there? - I ask abruptly, narrowing my eyes, this can't be what it seems. The policeman gives me a disapproving look, I don't care.

- We are not sure, but it seems that there is only one.

- There is only one man threatening the lives of innocent children inside, who endangered the life of a pregnant woman, and more than fifty men out here, why the hell didn't they invade! - I explode, how can there be so many men surrendering to just one?

- It's not that simple, sir. If we invade, nobody knows what might happen to the children. The right thing to do is to try to negotiate amicably," he explains, but only makes me angry.

It would be so much smarter if they distracted the bum while they put a team to secretly break in through the back, and get the children out. "-You know it's not that simple" -my mind accuses me, ok I know it's not, but I can't see that and just stand by. Fuck it, I'm going in.

I take advantage that the policeman turns his back and run to the side of the orphanage, there is a fire escape, it is all rusty and a little detached from the wall, just stepping on it the creaking hurts my ears, I promise that as soon as this is over I will start the renovations here.

- Hey you! Get down from there, get back here! It's not safe! - I hear the policeman shout at me.

I just ignore it, take a deep breath and start to climb up, as I go up the iron steps, the children's cries get louder and louder, my heart is pounding in my chest.

-Shut your damn mouths, you filth! - a male voice shouts, but the crying only increases - Damned child! I'll teach you a lesson.

I carelessly open the window of the fourth floor, this draws the attention of the bastard who throws the boy Lucas to the floor anyway, I see the blood from his forehead drain and he begins to whimper, the other children look at me, in their eyes you can feel that beg for help. My eyes meet with my little Heloysie's, she is curled up in Bruna's arms.

You bastard! I clench my hands into fists, this son of a bitch is going to be sorry.

- Who are you? - he asks and I pay attention to the wretch.

He looks like a young man of only eighteen years of age, his hair is light and shoulder-length. He wears a torn T-shirt and pants - which in my opinion - are just rags of old jeans. What drove this young man to commit such crimes?

It doesn't matter, he will get it.

- I am Iuri Stevens, you must know who I am - I speak calmly.

- What is a big shot like you doing here in this shithole? - rolls his eyes, pulls out a gun and points it at me - Answer! - he gets angry.

- I am the owner of this building," I speak slowly trying to control my anger and keep myself under control. I feel like blowing this delinquent's face off with my bare hands.

- Aaah - "pem" - shoot.

- Nooo - the children scream and the volume of their crying increases.

The shot leaves a hole in the ground about two inches from my foot, inside I shudder but don't show it. I will not lose to this juvenile delinquent.

- Um, you're not afraid to die, are you? - turns the gun between his fingers.

- I came here to ask you nicely to let the children out.

- And why do you think I would do that? - rolls his eyes.

- Because - I take a step closer - I am asking - I take two more steps - Politely.

- If you take another step, I'll shoot you in your legs, dondoca - he threatens, holding the gun in the direction of my leg once again.

- What do you want?

- Right now, I want to shoot you in the forehead, you rich piece of shit! - he raises the gun this time aiming it at my face. What the fuck!

- Leave Mr. Invisible alone! - Lucas shouts and throws himself on the miserable man's legs.

- Fucking kid! Get away from me you scab!

The bastard hits the back of the boy who doesn't let go of his legs, a great act of courage from this boy of only eight years of age. I take the chance he gave me to draw the gun on my back, I hear the sound of the gun being unlocked by this son of a bitch, he points it at Lucas' head, I need to be faster.

"Pow" - the thunderous sound of the gunshot resounds throughout the room, I feel my eyesight dimming.