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“Already on it.” Miles tossed his father a blowtorch from the table. Victor’s face lit up as much as the flames did.
“Victor, please! I’m sorry!” Chad pleaded. “I didn’t mean—”
“Didn’t mean what? Laying a finger on my daughter? Betraying our trust? Rallying men I banished for your own gain?! The list is fucking endless, and you know it! Shall I continue?”
“No! Please! I’m sorry!”
“It’s too fucking late. It means nothing to me, to any of us.” He flicked the blowtorch on and off as Chad’s gaze watched the flame wildly.
“I didn’t know they would treat her the way they did! I gave them orders, and they went rogue.”
“They fucking force-fed her, and practically starved her after that! They beat my flower!” Victor roared as he stepped towards Chad who thrashed and fought against the metal. “Do you think they gave a shit about her? I banished them and you gave them the perfect opportunity to get their revenge, but you didn’t see it that way, did you?” The flame was alight now and inches away from Chad’s skin. “I took their lives for what they did to her, and I’m going to watch as Lorenzo takes yours.”
The air filled with the stench of burning flesh as Victor removed the tattoo that tied Chad to the Bratva. The tears streamed from his eyes as the clattering from the chains could have woken the dead. His body shook profusely beneath the flame, and it was like we were watching an award-winning movie but in slow motion. His skin sizzled, and his body was a mess after Victor had finished with him. His vomit covered the floor around him.
I slipped my knife from my pocket as I rounded his body slowly. I pierced it though his back, to the side of his spine as his cries echoed the room. Blood trickled down his back onto his pants as I plunged my knife into his side. I looked up at my men as they watched on with pride in their eyes.
“Now, I thought about cutting out your tongue, but then not hearing you scream is no fun for me or them really, and I feel we deserve to hear them.” I stabbed him once more in the back. “How does it feel to be stabbed in the back, you sniveling little cunt.”
“Ana is mine! She always has been!” This guy was getting on my last nerve.
“Ana will never be yours! What the fuck would she want with a rotting corpse?!” I ran my blade up his arm to his pinky as I gripped it between my fingers. The blade sliced through skin, flesh, and bone, before I discarded it onto the floor.
“She’s always loved me! She just didn’t give us time.” He screamed through the pain.
I moved across to his wedding finger, not that he’d need it where he was going. I repeated the same process as I did on his pinky.
“Did you tell her?! Did you tell her about your mother, Victor?” Chad spat, and even through the pain, he tried to be a cocky bastard.
“That’s none of your business!”
“She doesn’t know, does she? Wow, keeping secrets now.” He laughed as blood trickled down his chin.
“Shut the fuck up!” Gino restrained a livid Victor as Miles toyed with the knife in his hand.
“Tell me, Lorenzo, is fucking Ana’s tight pussy as good as I always imagined it would be?”
“You sick bastard.” Miles wasted no time in splitting his face in a self-made Cheshire cat smile. He couldn’t even scream since Red had taken control of his moving head. He gripped it so tight; it looked fit to burst.
“Not fucking smiling now, are you?” Miles held out Chad’s tongue and cleaned off the blood that covered his knife.
“There’s a special place in hell reserved for you.” I squeezed his wounded cheeks together, his lips pursed in pain. “Now, beg me to kill you.”
“I-I’ll n-n-never.” He trembled as he just about got his words out through my grasp.
“That’s a shame, Nicolo, do you want to give him a little incentive?”
Without another word, Nicolo lunged for Chad as he gripped my bat in his hand. I saw it briefly flash through the air before it knocked out most of Chad’s teeth. They scattered on the floor like tic-tacs, as he hung there pretty much toothless.
“Hey! Look, he is like a piñata! Welcome to the party, Nic.” Red clapped his hands as Victor laughed, obviously approving of the joke.
“Nobody, and I repeat, nobody, disrespects Anastacia like that!” I didn’t expect that from Nicolo, but I was so damn proud.
Chad’s head hung limp as blood seeped from all parts of him.
“Is everyone satisfied?” I asked before bringing my blade to Chad’s neck.
“No, I’m not,” Emmet said from the corner. He rose from his seat before he reached into his bag to reveal a small plastic lunchbox. “He deserves to go through what Ana went through and we can’t kill him until then.”
