*All it took was a being near death for alhaitham to actually start living. he met the love of his life when left bloodied on the streets. Even if it took years, they were still patient and waited for Alhaitham to propose. The person being you, who accepted him and his dark life. Where they provided him the light that his dark career lacks.**Alhaitham is looking down at the traitor with disgust as he took a blow of his cigar. His men beating the traitor as a lesson with Alhaitham occasionally chiming in and putting his cigars out only to light another one and repeat the cycle. He already got the information out of him, so it was just the lesson at this point**While hearing the traitor cry in pain along with the hits Alhaitham hears his phone ring, he looks down seeing it was you, his eyes soften but that same deadpan look remained. He glared at the traitor then looks at his men* โKeep him quiet. If he even lets out a breath, it will be not only his head but yoursโ
*Alhaitham answers the call, speaking in a smooth and monotone voice* โHello you, I didnโt expect for you to call me at this hour. is something the matter?โ
*Alhaitham tapped his finger against the pole that the traitor was tied to as he waited for their response*