Wild Flower Ch. 10

"No!" Lambert quavered, feeling a huge lump on his throat. "I will tell you just don't kill my children. I can't lose them."

"Well! You know exactly what I want from you." Miguel said. "I am ready to make this call." Miguel raised his hand in the air with his finger almost hitting the button. "And I shall not cut it. Should I..."

"No!" Lambert sobbed like a little child. "One of them is..." He paused and cried. "One of them is..." And then he just stopped.

Miguel's heart was now pounding like a washing machine. It was almost about to give him a heart attack.

"Who?" He shook his head, looking right at Lambert. "Your children's lives depend on it. Well! I am a really busy man so spit it out."

"Please!"

"You think I am joking?" Miguel chuckled bitterly and then started moving his finger towards the call button.

Lambert's eyes widened when he saw what Miguel was doing. He knew he had to do it quickly to save his precious children.

"One of them is Antonio Spencer." He announced, almost yelling. "It's Antonio Spencer."

Miguel felt as if his life had suddenly come back to him when he heard that name. He had never heard of it before but he had no idea why he reacted the way he did. Tears built in his eyes and his mood got out of control. He clenched the phone harder, moving closer to Lambert.

"Who is Antonio Spencer?" He asked hoarsely, shaking his head. "Tell me who the fuck Antonio Spencer is?"

Lambert raised his head and looked deep in Miguel's eyes. "Leave my children out of this first." He asked softly in between sobs. "Tell your sniper to retreat. He shouldn't hurt my children and..."

"You don't give orders here." Miguel said harshly, snapping his finger right in Lambert's face. "I am the only one whose orders are followed. Don't forget that you are in my territory so I urge you to be really careful."

"Please!" Lambert just wanted his children to be safe.

"How am I sure that you are not lying to me?" Miguel chuckled bitterly, folding his arms on his chest. Then he rubbed his temple seductively.

"I am telling the truth." Lambert cried. "I will tell you everything and..."

"And if you are lying to me then I can kill your family, right?"

"No! Please!"

"Then you are..."

"I swear on the lives of my children." Lambert said. "If I am lying then you can do anything you want to my children."

"Okay." Miguel smirked. "Remember, I will identify these men when I see them so you better not mess with me, okay."

"Okay." Lambert nodded. "Just get my children out of this."

Miguel quickly dialed the number of his sniper.

"Should I proceed as we had..."

"Retreat." Miguel ordered, taking a deep sigh. "You can leave the two of them alone. Don't hurt them in anyway, unless I instruct you to. Leave that place and wait until further instructions." He ordered and then cut the call.

Miguel moved his attention to Lambert. "There. I have ordered him to retreat so you may now start talking." He got closer to Lambert's face and frowned. "Now! Who the fuck is Antonio Spencer? I need to know about him or the next call I might be making would be to order for your children's deaths."

Lambert knew Miguel was far smarter than he had ever thought. He knew he was really defeated. He couldn't win against Miguel no matter what he did. The boy was just too clever. Now he had no choice but to tell him the truth or it was gonna be his family's lives on the line. But there was still some hope for him.

"Antonio is a top businessman based in the next town and..."

"Sumitria?" Miguel gasped, feeling really angry.

"Yes!" Lambert shook his head. "He is a top businessman and he deals in a variety of goods."

"And the others?" Miguel breathed. "I need the identities of the others as well. Who are the other two pigs that raped me that day?"

Lambert looked at Miguel and gave a soft bitter cry. He was just in so much pain.

"No!" He shook his head. "I won't be telling you the other two because I know what you are going to do after I tell you those names. I won't reveal the other two. You won't be getting that out me. No!"

Miguel looked at Lambert, raising his eyebrows. The man was definitely something else. He thought he was smart but Miguel figured what his entire plan was all about.

"What the fuck?" Mark said angrily, slowly moving to Miguel. "Boss, I think this stupid man hasn't really learnt his lesson. Maybe we should..."

"No!" Miguel raised his hand to stop Mark from doing anything. Then he moved his attention to Lambert. "You really are..."

"I am the only that knows where those men are." Lambert said softly. "I have revealed one to you and I want..." He cleared his voice, sobbing softly. "...I wanna make a deal."

"What?" Miguel gasped. He felt really irritated to the core. "You wanna make a deal with me?" He chuckled bitterly, filling his voice throughout the entire basement. "Don't tell me you are actually serious. Better start talking because I am running out of patience. Out of the four rapists that day I only know two. Tell me who the others are and..."

"No!" Lambert shook his head furiously, chuckling softly. "I won't tell you their names until I am safe here. Please. Only until I am safe and you assure me that my family is safe, I will tell you..."

"Are you serious?" Miguel glowered, breathing like a beast.

"Yes!" Lambert nodded.

"Well! You are getting no deal and you are not getting out of here." He warned. "The only way you can ensure that your family is safe is by telling me who the fuck those men are or I will fucking kill you and all of your family..."

"You can't kill me." Lambert laughed softly. "I am the only one that knows who those men are."

"And you are gonna tell me who they are right now." He demanded, furiously pointing at Lambert. "I want all their identities and you are gonna tell me who they are exactly."

"The only way I will speak is when I am sure of my safety and my family's safety."

Lambert was seriously getting on Miguel's nerves so much that Miguel felt like killing him right there. He felt really irritated that he couldn't tolerate the bastard anymore. He was really, really getting on his last nerves. Miguel couldn't believe the bastard still had the nerves to ask that.

"Are you trying to play smart with me?" Miguel yelled, pointing angrily at Lambert. "Just like you've told the names of the other man, you are also gonna reveal who the others are whether you like it or not. And don't think that I am joking with you." He warned.

"Do you want me to get that out of him?" Mark asked softly, looking at his boss. "I am willing to do anything for you, mi senor."

"No!" Miguel shook his head. "I believe Lambert will be able to tell me himself. At least, I have got the name of the first bastard." He said harshly. Miguel moved closer to irritating Lambert. "You better listen to me, you stupid bastard. I need the names of all of them and you are gonna...'

"What are you gonna do?" Lambert asked confidently. "Are you gonna threaten me with my children and..."

"No! I won't even threaten you." Miguel chuckled bitterly. "You are gonna give me those names whether you like it or not. I am gonna hurt you so much that you are gonna beg for death." He said, striking fear into Lambert's very soul. "I will leave you for now and I am gonna find out who this Antonio bastard really is. By the time I will return here I really expect names or it's really gonna be bad for you."

Miguel slapped Lambert slightly on the cheeks and then made a quick turn. He looked at Mark, smiled faintly and started going out of the room. He was still going when suddenly something stopped him, something that made his heart turn him into something else, something even more dangerous.

"You are not gonna kill me, you stupid bitch." Lambert laughed manically, angering Miguel to the core. "You can't kill me. Keep me here all you want but I am gonna get out of here soon and I am gonna make sure you fucking pay for this, you bitch."

Hearing what Lambert had just said, Miguel made a quick turn and started rushing to Lambert. He was so mad that his breaths felt like a huge tornado. He clenched his fists hard, feeling his entire body trembling in anger. Oh fuck, he so hated Lambert so much that he wanted to kill him right there.

"Are you fucking talking to me?" He yelled.

"Yes!" Lambert knew he needed to get confident because Miguel was probably just messing with him. "You cannot kill me because you are scared." He laughed manically. "I know you are scared because if they find then..."

"Shut the fuck up?"

Miguel rushed to Lambert and smacked him across the face as hard as he could. Lambert's lip busted and he tasted his own blood. But he just got really confident.

"I know how men like you are." Lambert said confidently. "You are all talk and no action. You have kept me here for a long time because..."

"Oh!" Miguel chuckled bitterly, shaking his head angrily. "So you sure know me?" He laughed. "Well! I think you have totally forgotten about..."

"I know how boys like you are." Lambert said, clenching his teeth. He had no idea where he got his confidence from. "You try to mess with men like us but the end results are not always good so I suggest you let me go before they find me. I am willing to forget about this entire thing and..."

"Are you trying to act bossy with me?" Miguel folded his arms on his chest, chuckling softly. "Don't fuck with me, Lambert because you are gonna regret it for the rest of your life. Have you forgotten what had happened three years ago when you tried to fuck with me?" He smirked. "That is gonna be worse and..."

"And still I became victorious in the end." Lambert laughed, making Miguel really angry. "Don't you remember how I won last time? You pulled a stunt like this and still I got you where I wanted you to be. I fucked you." He moved his waist as if he was slamming his cock in a sweet ass. "I fucked that piece of ass and I really enjoyed it."

"Shut up." Miguel raised his hand, slapping Lambert hard on the cheek. It left a mark.

Tears built in Miguel's eyes as he remembered that day and how brutal he had been raped. His heart began pounding deep in his chest as if it was about to rip out. His breaths became violent and he clenched his fists harder. He was filled with so much evil that his eyes instantly became red. Veins popped up in his eyes.

"Don't you remember?" Lambert laughed. "Do you remember feeling my cock deeper in your ass that particular day? Do you remember my sweet essence deeper in your ass that day? Do you remember my..."

"Shut up!" Miguel thundered as tears made their way down his cheeks. "Shut the fuck, you stupid bastard. You are gonna pay for what you did to me. You are gonna pay with your life and this is my promise to you. I am gonna kill you, you bastard."

"Oh..." Lambert laughed. "So you actually..."

"Hey!" mark yelled in his deep manly voice. Just the tone of his voice was good enough to warn Lambert to stop what he was doing. Mark quickly rushed to Miguel and rested his hand on his shoulder, squeezing it softly. "Are you okay, mi senor? Please, don't let him get to you. He is just trying to hurt you."

Miguel completely ignored what Mark had just told him. "You think just because you are found up there you can prey on innocent people." He couldn't recognize his voice anymore. It was filled with so much pain. "You think that just because you can control the police, it makes you immortal." He yelled. "No! You might have gotten away with all the crimes you had committed back in the past but you are not gonna survive this. I am gonna make sure I kill you right now."

"What?" Lambert gasped. "I know very well that you cannot kill because without me you are not gonna know who the other two men are. You need me alive but you are not gonna get anything from me. I won't tell you anything so you better let me go, you stupid bastard. You cannot kill me."

Hearing what Lambert had just said, Miguel laughed bitterly and rubbed his tears. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. After laughing for a couple of seconds, he just stopped and wore a really serious and evil face. He looked at Lambert angrily as his breaths increased.

"Wanna bet?" He asked with an evil grin.

Miguel extended his hand to Mark, opening his palms. "Give me your gun now." He commanded.

"Mi senor." Mark exclaimed, trying to get to him. "Please! Don't do this. I will do it for you."

"Mark?" Miguel snarled, opening his palm wider. "I need your gun right now." He gave him a really cold look.

Mark could see from that look in Miguel's eyes that he was really serious. Taking a deep sigh, he took out his pistol and put it on Miguel hand. Miguel quickly took the pistol and held it carefully, gripping it as hard as he could. He placed his trembling finger on that trigger and then cocked the gun angrily. Then he did something that scared the shit out of Lambert. He pointed the gun confidently right at Lambert's head.

"What the fuck did you say again?" He yelled, holding the gun tightly. "That you think I cannot kill you? Who are you?" He shook his head. "Who do you think you are, Lambert?"

"Hey... do... don't..."

"What happened now?" He chuckled bitterly. "Is the mighty Lambert scared of a little gun?"

"I...I know you cannot kill me." Lambert actually stuttered. He couldn't mask the fear in his voice. "You don't have the guts to... to kill someone. You are just trying to scare me so that I can tell you. I am not scared of you, Angelo. You are just a little scared boy but I know your games."

To say Miguel was surprised would definitely be an understatement. He couldn't even describe what he felt at that particular time. He couldn't believe Lambert had just dared him. He had just dared.

"You stupid bastard."

Miguel groaned in anger but he did something really lethal and painful. He quickly moved his hand from Lambert's head and pointed at his right arm. Lambert's eyes widened when he saw what Miguel had just done. His heart started pounding deeper and deeper.

When Miguel saw the look on Lambert's face, he laughed manically and then pulled the trigger without even blinking. A loud gunshot was head at the same time when Lambert gave a loud deafening cry that filled the entire room. His cries sounded as if someone had just tried to kill him or death had just come to him. Tears started pouring down his cheeks and he screamed even more than he had done before.

"Fuck!" An evil grin appeared on Miguel's face.

He quickly moved his eyes to Lambert's right arm and saw blood gushing out and going down his hand to the floor. The bullet from his gun had pierced Lambert's arm so bad that it left a huge wound right there. So much blood was coming and the way Lambert was uncontrollably moving, probably trying to reach his hurting arm was just to die for. It made Miguel extremely happy. He felt so happy that he would have given anything to see Lambert like that forever.

"What the fuck?" Lambert cried as he struggled to free himself but it was definitely impossible. The bastard had tied him so hard that his hands felt like they were cracking.

Lambert was crying like a little child. His arm felt as if something had just cut through it. The pain was just too much to bear. His heart felt like someone had just tried to pull it out of him. His entire body was wrapped up in that terrible pain that he was enveloped in. His veins felt like they had just popped and now he was in so much pain.

Lambert had never experienced so much pain in his entire life. Every movement he made was just causing him intense and unimaginable pain. The pain was just too much that he felt as if his vision was blurring.

"Fuck!" he yelled.

He couldn't move anymore because the pain was just too much. He could feel his own blood going down his hand. His hand felt paralyzed. It was as if it had just died. His entire body was in so much. He had seriously never thought Miguel would do something like that. He was definitely surprised.

"What was that you just said?" Miguel blew on his gun, pointing it at Lambert's head again. "That I couldn't shoot you?"

"You bastard." He cried at the top of his voice.

"Do you actually think I am the same boy that I was three years ago?" He yelled at the top of voice. "Do you think I have the same heart that I had three years ago? It is me, Miguel Powers and I am the type that is not to be messed with. Any man that tries to mess with me will definitely pay for this." He shook his head. "Are you in pain?" He chirped mockingly. "Does it hurt so much?"

"You bastard." Lambert cried. "You shot me."

"You think you are in pain?" Miguel said in his painful voice, feeling tears building in his eyes. "Do you actually think what you are experiencing right now is pain? What about the pain that you had inflicted on me, a little innocent boy three years ago?" he snapped, shaking his head. "You had beaten me up, disfigured my beautiful face and you had raped me brutally.

I pleaded with you. I begged you but you still raped me. I bled and bled that I just wished to die at that moment. As if that was not enough, you and your entire crew made sure that you killed me. You made sure that I never survived. I lost everything and you left with no way to return because of that foolish power." He yelled. "For three years I have been in pain." He cried softly. His hands were now trembling and the gun that he pointed at Lambert was shaking uncontrollably which made Lambert really scared. His eyes widened.

Lambert whimpered softly. "Please!"

Miguel shook his head sadly as a tear dropped down his cheeks. "And you have the nerves to remind me of what you and three of those bastards did to me. You have the guts to talk to me as if you are God. You have no fucking idea who you are dealing with."

Miguel roared on anger and did another shocking thing. He moved his gun to the other shoulder and shot Lambert there, causing him to cry out in pain. His mouth was so wide that a ball would have entered. Veins shot up in his eyes and they became blood red. He was looking really pitiful but not to Miguel.

"Please." Lambert cried in a really weak voice. The pain was just too much. Both of his arms were now wounded and he was losing so much blood. "Please, Angelo." Lambert actually pleaded. Now he knew that Miguel was not gonna hesitate to kill him. "Please, stop this. Don't kill me, please. I am in so much pain already. Just let me go please."

"You are actually pleading?" He chuckled bitterly, moving his gun to Lambert's head. "Have you ever spared the lives of your victims before? Did you spare me when you raped me and I begged you to have mercy?"

Lambert's eyes widened. "Please..." The pain was making him really weak. He'd never thought he'd be in that position in his entire life.

"Just because you are in power and you can manipulate the law, you think you are immortal." He laughed bitterly, enjoying seeing Lambert in that state. "Now you are here pleading to be spared. Why should I spare you after all the lives that you've ruined?" He furiously rubbed his tears. "I know about all the people that you've destroyed, the people that you've killed and the young boys like me that you've raped. Most of them have not been as lucky as me. I am not your only victim. Most of them live in fear of your threats." Then an evil grin appeared on his face even through all that pain. "Karma is such a bitch, isn't it?"

"No!" Lambert shook his head as tears poured down his cheeks. "Angelo, please..."

"Tell me who those men are right now or I won't spare you."

"Please..."

"I am not interested in your fucking pleas." He yelled. "I am giving you one last chance to tell me who those men are and maybe I might just have mercy on you."

"No!" Lambert winced, coughing uncontrollably. He was starting to feel really cold. "I won't... I won't tell you those names until... until..."