This poor excuse of a man had managed to do all that in his mansion and go undetected. That really hurt his pride.

He pulled the unconscious man from the chair and threw the chains over the beams. He tied one end it tightly around the man's hand enough to stop any blood flow from his wrist .

He pulled the other end of the chains and tied it on the metal window seal. He looked at the man suspended in the air and smiled.

" Will I get arrested?" He turned and asked Darius . The thought had just came to him the laws in the federation were strict and he wasn't really strong to challenge them and come out unharmed.

" No, as long as they don't find the body," he said quietly. Alaric smiled.

" The man is a D rank anyway," Rhea added.

Alaric nodded. He won't be able to rest in peace if he doesn't kill the man.

James returned quickly almost stumbling carrying a bucket of water with ice floating on it.

" Here," he said and put down the bucket Infront of Alaric. Alaric took the shirt he had been wearing and dipped it into the freezing water and squeezed it just a little.

He went and stood Infront of the man and pressed the soaked shirt on his face. The man chocked as he tried to breath but ouldn't. He jolted awake and looked around disoriented.

" You son of ..." He started but Alaric drowned him again. He struggled to breath as he kicked his legs trying to get to him but Alaric was stronger than him.

Alaric released him again.

" You bastard," he shouted but Alaric ignored him.

He summoned his whip and pressed the second button the nails coming on. He moved back a little and raised his whip and hit the man across his back.

The whip came off with part of the man's skin. The man scream filled the room. It was a gruesome sight.

" I heard you like whips," Alaric said as he lashes him again creating an X shape on his back.

Seeing the man bleeding it help lessen his fury with each hit. He continued hitting the man's back watching it continued to bleed more more.

Darius looked at the manic Alaric and sighed inwardly. They had really messed up on this one. It hadn't been a week since they came but such an incident had occured right under their noses.

Looking at the now completely opposite Alaric in personality from what he had always been, he could already imagine how angry he was by the man's torn back. He was really going in on the man and he even a little scared of Alaric.

How can a persons moods and personality change so fast. Alaric has always been kind and easy going, rarely argued and everyone just had praises of how good he was.

But this was a different version of him that most people won't see, a seething Alaric. He had turned into a madman, Darius could even see the manic and glee in his eyes as he hit the man but he was sure Alaric himself hasn't noticed how different he was.

The man was stickler for rules and order but now he was covered in human blood and bits of flesh that he stepped on carelessly.

He turned to look at the others to see all their faces pale . Who wouldn't be scared of that when their image of him was that of a saint.

To top it all of Alaric was still younger than all of them almost nineteen but still a child in his eyes.

Darius sighed and prepared himself mentally on clean up after the man died.

The man's screams had stopped only small gasps came out with every hit. Alaric stopped hitting him and turned to David.

" Can you bring healing patches I think I might have gone a little too far , we don't want him dying so easily," Alaric said and walked to the man's from.

The man half gazed at him fiercely his eyes full of vetom.

" You'll ....regret this..I... if you don't let me ...go..haa," Alaric rolled his eyes at him.

" Oh what will happen to little old me," he asked his voice mocking.

I'll regret it more if I let you go, he thought to himself.

" You don't know me..haaa... It's that bitch's fault, she should have stayed still," the man said his voice getting louder and louder as froth formed at the corner of his mouth.

Alaric punched him right in the stomach, he coughed out bile and blood as his body tried to bend over to protect his stomach.

" Why don't you stay still, it's your fault I can't hit you correct," Alaric said as he punched the man again. He knew he had raptured some of the man's organs but he wasn't satisfied.

" Stop.... please...urgh..." The man started to plead his earlier bravado disappearing like it wasn't there. Blood was now dripping down his chin and spluttered every where as he pleaded with tears streaming.

Alaric stopped and turned to the door, he could here James frantic footsteps. He stepped away from the man the Moment James entered.

" Heal him," he said. Darius took the healing pads from James and started to heal the man, who tried to resist. The man knew what that ment.

" I want you to find the best hidden cameras, I want those that are undetectable to even awakeners," he said to James who nodded and wrote what he saidon a notepad . He knew there were some somewhere.

Wether they got it in the association or the black market he didn't care, what he wanted was a reassurance that the prostitutes would be under his surveillance and if an incident like this repeated itself they would be able to notice a problem before it gets worse.

" Isn't that illegal," James said after he finished writing. Alaric didn't care, what had happened today taught him a lesson.

"As long as no vedio is spread most people won't even notice them, so they need to be micro cameras ," he said to James.

The CCTVs were already around the mansion only the rooms had not had them since he valued privacy. Privacy and sincerity had almost cost him to loose Bethany . Bethany may not be the last, there are cruel people out there and he wasn't about to risk it again.

The brothel wasn't the cleanest business and he had been acting like it was, but lessons were learnt and improvements would be made.

" We should also have the sex workers wear tiny bracelets that monitor their heart rates, " James added, he must have wanted to do that.

Alaric felt the familiar the need to get stronger. If he was strong enough, no one would be able to mess with the brothel.

" It's done ," Darius said as he moved back.

The man's back was as good as new and Alaric was more than happy to add new marks.

" Please don't...I ...won't do it... Again... I'll pay you anything you want" The man tried to plead as he watched Alaric walk towards him the whip dragging on the floor.

" How much do you think your life is worth?" He asked as he raised his whip and brought it down on his back again. The man let out a horrifying scream the moment Alaric pulled back the whip.

The only sound in the room was the whip hitting flesh. Alaric had hit the man until he had no skin on his back and the flesh had started to shred.

The awakener had already gone quite.

" Alaric, he's dead," Rhea said her voice loud over the sounds of the whip. Alaric stopped and dropped the whip, his knees giving up on him.

Alaric fell on his knees and looked at the dead man above him. He couldn't imagine how he had done that. He had been so out of it that he didn't even notice he had killed the man.

He let out a heavy breath and stood up.

" Okay, can you help me with the disposal?" he said as he stood and stretched. He summoned his whip back and looked down at himself. He was filthy.

" The bath in one of the quarters has been prepared," James informed him, reading his mind.

" Thank you," Alaric said and followed James out of the room.

They reached the empty servants' quarters, and Alaric found it fully laid out with everything he needed.

He removed his bloodied clothes and walked into the bathroom. He turned on the shower and stood under the cold water, watching as the red water flowed into the drainage.

Right now, his anger had gone, but only guilt remained. He knew the man won't be the last one with a sick sexual preference, and he couldn't personally filter all of them out.

Some of them might be too good at hiding or threaten the workers into silence. He had to have a meeting with all the sex workers to talk to them. He didn't want a repeat of Bethany ever.

He wanted them to have full unconditional trust in the brothel and not worry for their life in the very place that was supposed to keep them safe.

He finished his bath and left the bathroom.

" Can you call the sex workers for a meeting?" He said to James who nodded and left.

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