The undivulged son

 The wails  of the deprived, the tormented, the deceived, and the penitent were mimicked by the walls of the dungeon that they were caged in for eternity. The only source of light was the two torches at the entrance - which had a  huge double door in between the two sources of illumination.Its yellow light ,partially lit the hallway of the dungeon - that had numerous cells at each of its side.I held a glass of water tightly against my chest, making sure that I did not spill a single drop.My bright red feet tapped on the cold floor and the chilly draft carrying the strong scent of metallic blood visited my nostrils. I have lost count of the times that I was warned not to come here.It was funny that despite being his son, he dare put restrictions on me like I was some child belonging to a Christian family.Still, I was no fool to willingly go against him.

Ted's pov (edited) This creep must be trying to crack a joke,too bad he didn't have the talent. He had a humor of a rock and an aura of a serial killer. The HR department should thoroughly screen the people they will hire because clearly; the person that should make me feel secure, made me feel like I could get stabbed at any second. I scoffed at his warning and jumped up from my position. I was the damn CEO here, albeit I was just a pretense one, I still had a higher position than him. Technically. Maybe the loser applied for this position but he didn't have the skills that I had. It wasn't my fault that I was born with talent. I made my way past him and bumped my shoulder against his in the process, but instead of being the one who gave the shove, I was the one who bounced back. What the hell? I let out another scoff and mutte

Ian's POV "Six people were found dead in a V.I.P room, in a club called Sinners. The victims were found violently and inhumanely decapitated. One of the victims was an unidentified female who did not seem to work in the club as verified by the owner. According to the police, the female did not have any clo—" "Could you turn that off please?" I asked the bald driver of the cab. Too much blood had been spilled last night. I knew that sooner or later they would come for Ted's life. Our company was a threat to their organization. We produced the antidote to their virus. But witnessing how they bit on the bait, Ted's acting was genuine believable. I needed him to act as the CEO of the company while I did my devil stuff on the low. I didn't want to be in the limelight.The cab driver gave me a quick stare through the rearview mirror.