Wicked Scheme Lost a problem Got a man novel Chapter 40

Chapter 40
Jonah groaned, a pounding sensation in his head. Slowly opening his eyes, he was met with utter darkness.
Panicking, he attempted to move, only to realize he was securely tied to a chair. Desperation fueled his voice as he yelled, “Help! Is anyone out there?! You b**ds, do you know who I am?” His words echoed in the darkness, unanswered.
After what felt like hours, he drifted back into an uneasy sleep, only to be abruptly awakened by a splash of freezing water to
his face.
Startled, he jerked awake and found himself facing three men in the now dimly lit room. One of them he recognized – the man from his front door. The other two unfamiliar men were smoking in the corner.
Jonah watched as the man squatted down, a cruel smile twisting his lips as he roughly grabbed his hair. “Are you awake
now?”
“You b**ds! How dare you do this to me? Just wait till I get out of here, I’m going to make sure you rot in jail!” Jonah spat defiantly at the man’s face.
Ian grimaced in disgust as the spit landed on his cheek. Wiping it off with a handkerchief from his pocket, he remarked, “I have to commend you. You really have guts. What a fearless young man. With a chuckle, he delivered a brutal punch to Jonah’s stomach
Gasping for air as pain radiated through his body, Jonah doubled over in agony. Before he could catch his breath, his head was yanked back up. “You’re an actor, so I can’t hit your face, but I can destroy other parts of your body.”
lan sauntered to the other side of the room, where a tray lay waiting.
Jonah’s eyes widened in fear as he watched the man pick up a large hammer. “What are you doing?” His voice wavered, the harsh reality finally dawning on him. These men might take his life if he didn’t find a way out of this.
“Please, what do you want? Is it money? I have a lot of that. I can give you whatever you want, just let me go-Ah!” His pleas were drowned out by his screams as the hammer came down on his already injured leg.
The pain was excruciating, unbearable. Jonah’s screams echoed in the dimly lit room as he felt every bone in his toes shatter beneath the force of the hammer.
The fearless facade Jonah had attempted to maintain shattered in an instant, replaced by raw terror. He could no longer feel his right leg, panic coursing through him as he realized the extent of his injuries. His shirt clung to his body, soaked with
sweat.
“You crazy b**ds! Why are you doing this? I did nothing wrong!” Tears streamed down his face, mingling with the s**t running from his nose. He was a kid who had been pampered all his life, with a low tolerance for pain. He had never known true suffering until now.
“What did he do again?” Jonah heard one of the men in the corner inquire, his voice tinged with curiosity. “Noah, you can’t just beat up an actor? I’m a fan of his.”
Noah arched a brow, his glare piercing as he fixed his gaze on the man who’s eyes bore an uncanny resemblance to him. “You’re a fan of this piece of s**t? Perhaps you need a beating too
Axel raised his hands in surrender before posing his question, “But what did he do that made you so angry!
“He touched something of mine.”
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“Really?” Axel chuckled, exhaling smoke from his cigarette. “So, you’re bestowing punishment. This will be interesting.
Hearing that Axel was his fan, Jonah seized the opportunity to plead with him. “Excuse me! I’ll give you whatever you want. Free signatures, free copies of my movies, anything, if you get me out of here.”
Axel laughed, a sly grin playing on his lips. “I can get those things whenever I want. Make a better deal, and I might think
about it.”
Jonah’s eyes widened with hope and desperation. “What do you want? A million dollars? Ten million? Name your price. I’ll give you anything”
Axel pretended to ponder the offer, tapping his chin thoughtfully. “No, I have everything you have. You just need to suffer the consequences of your actions.”
“You sick b**d!” Jonah spat, his frustration boiling over when he realized Axel was toying with him. “When I get out of here, I’m going to kill you all.”
“That’s if you get out of here,” Noah finally spoke up, his voice laced with menace as he reminded Jonah of his precarious situation. With a lit cigarette dangling from his fingers, he approached Jonah and took a seat directly in front of him.
“Do you really want to know what you did wrong? You touched something that wasn’t yours. Something of mine,” Noah explained slowly.
Jonah shook his head, “I don’t even know you dude. Why would take anything that belongs to you? I’m not a thief.
“Really?” Noah brought out his phone and showed Jonah some pictures. Jonah spluttered in disbelief and paralyzed with fear ashe stared at the screen. Noah brought down the phone, “Sixty-four. That’s the number of girls you’ve raped and stoleh their virginity. So tell me, aren’t you a thief?”
Those pictures on Noah’s phone contained evidence of Jonah drugging and forcing himself on those girls, he even had video evidence. Those young girls ranged from female fans to random girl he found attractive at the club to small actresses he filmed with.
When they refused him, he got angry and raped them repeatedly. He even resulted in blackmail for some. Many of those girls were too afraid to seek the police for help after he threatened them and those who managed to do so received no justice.
“Twenty-five. That’s how many committed suicide,” Noah scoffed in anger. “Do you know what annoys me most? It’s that you used those filthy hands to touch what’s mine.” He spat in disgust as he pressed his cigarette into Jonah’s leg.
Jonah’s scream resonated through the room like a thunder bolt as he felt his flesh burn. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Please, let me go and I promise I’ll change.”
“There is no sincerity in your eyes,” Noah clicked his tongue, “I will make sure you change.” He said lighting another cigarette and pressing it against his skin.
Jonah gritted his teeths in pain, “What the f**k is wrong with you?! If you want me to turn myself in then you are f**king out of your mind. Those girl enjoyed it. They all wanted to be with me!” Jonah yelled, “Why do you care anyway? None of them were related to you were they. F**k off and stop playing, Robin Hood.”
Jonah had studied every girl he raped. He knew their backgrounds and family and he had never crossed Noah in any of
them.
Noah ignored him, “Which hand was it?” Noah took Jonah’s left hand, “This is one. You grabbed her like this and tainted her flawless skin with your stench. She broke your toe but that was too light of a punishment. I will make sure you never touch another woman again.”