Sins Of The Past novel Chapter 9

He was no one's Prince and life had taught him that throughout the years. Different man, different identity and different family.

The one that he left behind. The family that he didn't inform that he was leaving when he left. After weeks of keeping everything in order, the last week he let Abel do it on his own. And that same week his sister had broken into his condo and stayed there till now.

Of course she had no idea when he was leaving and today she will come home to find him gone. That's what Chris had turned him into. He had loved the man so much that he knew not o love any other. He trusted Chris too much that when he broke his trust Raymond has no idea of how to trust others. Not even his little sister. That's why when he bordered that plane, he changed his phone number just to be sure that his family didn't check up on him anytime they felt like doing so.

Raymond walked out of the bathroom and changed into sweatpants and a black t-shirt. He connected his phone with Bluetooth and walked out for a jog. A jog that always turns into punishment. Yes, he had to punish himself for everything that happened in the past. For letting himself be made fool of and his mother dying because of him.

He jogged around the neighborhood until an idea came to him. He didn't need to hail a cab for him to walk over to the place that he hoped he still could remember. He run to it no matter far the distance was and after a two hours he stood outside the building.

He smirked at himself when he realized he hadn't forgotten about it. Raymond walked to the elevator since his body was already worn out. He pressed the floor of the apartment and waited as his heart rate tried to become normal.

"Sorry to bother you miss," he said to the lady that opened the door opposite to where he was going. "But I'm looking for the owners of this apartment. By any chance do you know where they're?"

"Sorry sir but I've never seen anyone in that apartment since I moved in here."

"Ooh!" He exclaimed. "Is that so? How long is that?"

"Fifteen year."

"Is that so?" He turned to look at the door he has walked through so many times before turning back to the lady. "Thank you ma'am."

And he walked away before she could say anything else to him. This time he used stairs wanting to think as he took each step at a time. Maybe that's what he needed to do after all. Take his revenge step at a time. Make them beg for him to stop but he won't listen to them at all. He will make them bleed blood and no one would save them. Not even dead itself.

The had gotten rid of everything that reminded them of him. The apartment Maya had bought they had not been seen around it for fifteen good years. The place he preferred to be when he was a kid than the house Chris had bought. They hadn't been seen around it.

It met they stopped going there eighteen years ago. The neighbor has moved there that long ago and she hadn't seen neither Chris nor Maya around it. That's how much they hated him. How much they got rid of everything that reminded them of him. But not to worry, he was back.

Back to make them leave the way he had leaved. In pain and hatred for everything in the world. Without a smile since there was nothing to smile about in this life. And he would make sure they leaved it worse than him. And by the time he is done with them, they'll have nothing to look forward to. Not even dead itself.

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